Draiss slipped inside, bypassing the guards with a wave of his hand, convincing them that he was expected and allowed. He stared at the kitsune for a moment, before going to one of the empty seats, and scanning for information on how to bid, while pretending to examine the six remaining. The male he didn't care about, the kitsune he would win if he had to destroy the damn city to do it, but the others would be more difficult to get without raising suspicions. The kitsune was the 'show piece' of the auction, and would be auctioned last, and the lizard female was currently up. He hummed to himself, not bidding for her, simply watching the others placing bets.<br/><br/>He also noted which of the nobles where represented, skimming minds with practiced ease, simply noting which ones for later blackmail, sorry, convincing if necessary. At the end of the auction, he had both the elven females, having lost the feline in a bidding war once it went past a certain amount, and had paid dearly for the kitsune, ignoring the glare he got from her.