The drow bitches recoil back from the look on your face, very much not at all enjoying this as the slaver just laughs. Yanking on the chain and shrugging at his 20 guards, all heavy armored with leather armor and everything. Telling you that you'll just have to take your chances at the auction if you don't have the gold, as it is going to start in a hour or so. He has no desire to soil a cunt before selling it, as he drags the ten or so elven bitches off to their new fate deeper into the town.<br/><br/>Which means you have an hour to hurry up and get as much gold as you can loot, dance, and fuck your way into!