Time seemed to melt away as Tahir sat watching the dark skinned elf. The group at the table drank heartily as they recounted tales of glorious purchases and the things they might do with their newly acquired properties.  As he watched his mind traced back to his childhood kept as an oddity due to his parentage. Their conversation reminded him oh so much of the many times he was made to be about the table as his master entertained guests constantly chained and shown off because of the flames that replaced his hair and the strange coloration of his skin. It wasn't until the Elf stood and stumbled away from his table that Tahir glanced about the tavern proper and realized all of his companion's had vanished. No Suffering to play the moral compas to stay his hand, no paladin to scrutinize his actions and a wicked grin began to pull at his lips as he stood from his seat and moved to slowly follow after the stumbling noble.<br/><br/>Out the tavern doors and into the street Tahir would follow after the Darkelf, the night air slightly cool upon the skin but entirely ignored as the mind played over what fate would have in store for the would be owner of men. As the Darkelf stumbled down an alleyway Tahir seized the opportunity to close the distance between them quickly coming up upon the drunken man and smashing him into one of the alley walls hard enough to leave the darkelf a crumpled mess on the filth strewn floor of the alleyway. A whispered prayer to the primordial lords and he would heft the unconscious form from the ground and make for the slave yards.<br/><br/>It was late and to subdue guards that had rarely been disturbed in the past was simple enough with the powers the Elemental prince's gifted unto him and so now Tahir stood not far from a chained noble who was just beginning to stir all around him in cages there were men and women meant to be sold or worse. "ahh our guest of honor is waking up", Tahir's voice carried throughout the area and a chuckle escaped him as the Darkelf began to realize there was a rough iron collar clasped about his neck and chained to the central pillar in much the sameway as slaves would be displayed for sale. As the Darkelf began with threats of what might happen to Tahir he shook his head,"no my friend the next being you will speak with is the Primordial flame", as he spoke he would circle about the noble splashing the contents of a pint of lantern oil upon the man, letting it soak into the rich fabrics of his fine clothes. The commotion in the large central area between the cages served to draw the attention of some of the slaves and soon enough all stood watching what was happening. After the oil the Darkelf began to beg and offer riches for his life but Tahir only shook his head,"no my friend, you fate has been sealed...", now Tahir's attention moved from the quivering noble to the slaves, "this man, as many others in this city think they can own you..but men are not meant to be owned", once more he would circle the noble, "this is the spark that shall ignite the fires of change", as the words carried over the crowd a flame slowly grew in the palm of his hand and he would slowly turn to the noble and almost gingerly place the flame upon his head from where the lamp oil quickly served to ignite the bound Noble. With his task complete Tahir moved to the cages and smashed the locks releasing those held captive, certainly his method was not as efficient as Aera's but it got the job done.