The girl was standing on the stage, biting her lip as tears streamed down her face. Her body, which was only covered with a few bandages around her chest and her private area, was glistening under the little light that street lanterns were giving off. Sweat and oil were giving her body a little shine, making her look 'healthier'. Anyone would even be able to see she was healthy if an inch of dirt was on her flawless skin.<br/><br/>Her hair was a golden blonde, and it was pulled back in a long ponytail, which was a sign of captivity. Only free elves(or drow) were allowed to wear their hair loose or in any other style.<br/><br/>A male drow took a cone-shaped device, and put it to his mouth.<em>"The bidding will start at 50,000 gold. This is a fine specimen, though she needs to be trained. Any bidders?"</em>he said, looking around. The woman herself looked around too, trying to make out faces in the mass of people standing in front of her.