Concerning:Meeting a slave<br/>Character: Hector<br/>Location: The belled Collar<br/>Tagging: Atiya<br/>----------------------------<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/08/fd/82/08fd82296fd64ada18923e359cd2f4b0.jpg)</div><br/>It was a combination of cute and irritable that the slave did not know the langauge of trade- the fact triggering something but Hector was unable to figure out precisely what it was.<br/><br/>He looked and shook his head.  He doubted the market owned her, but he assumed looking at the ammount of meat and cheese asked for who did.  He pondered it.  She was a comely enough slave, but her accent was interesting- and her lack of knowledge.  He looked at how she knealt- so clumsily.  She was not long in the Kolar he realized as he watched over her form again.  New meat- and he realized something else, likely barbarian.  A barbarian!<br/><br/>He then shook his head and repeated the words- then pointed to the inn then her, then to her collar.   Then with a smile, to test something- to see if she was trained at all- he ordered "Nadu, Kajira."