The guildmaster is still furious, and barks his negotiations at Nameless, finally agreeing to sell her to him for 800 gold pieces, all but throwing her at him, once he pays, having been fitted with the collar while they were talking. She's been stripped of her clothing, leaving her only in her underwear, and the silver slave collar. "All yours," he says, roughly, before ignoring Nameless and turning back to the other two failures, also fitted with slave collars in the interim.