Axyn wouldn't get that far; there were city guards nearby that'd seen what happened and had quickly subdued him with a quick whack to the back, hard enough to stun him. They'd be seen dragging him back to the slaver he'd escaped from giving the man a stern warning about it. Saying he needed to take better care of his merchandise or there'd be consequences to pay; giving one warning and that was it.  Soon Axyn would wake up finding himself chained back to the stone from before this time with a stronger chain and manacles. He'd growl and stared at the slaver sitting in the shade of his awning. "You bastard." he muttered.<br/><br/>The slaver would come over and kicked him in the stomach; making his keel over groaning. "You just ruined my chance to get rid of you!" He shouted. "Wouldn't you rather be some beautiful womans' plaything than baking in teh sun like this?!" the slaver shouted even louder at him, kicking him again.<br/><br/>"Hell no! I'd rather be free." Axyn said, curling to protect himself and being hit on the arms and shins instead.<br/><br/>"YOU DON"T HAVE A CHOICE." the slaver was saying.<br/><br/>Axyn grumbled and sat where he was muttering in imperial under his breath.