The Price of Freedom (Panthean and Host of Seraphim)
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				Title: <strong>The Price of Freedom (Panthean and Host of Seraphim)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 18:48:27</strong>
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				A knight came into the small market, covered from neck to toe in rusted, bloodied, and battered metal armor. His helmet had been lost in the battle he had come from. Defeat, it seems, was a sting that wasn't so easily shed. He had been walking, alone, for days; his brothers and sisters in arms had all been either fallen or were taken by the enemy. That was a lie; the enemy they fought took no prisoners. The Drow were a ruthless and savage nation. Whole races have fallen under their merciless expansion. Those who surrendered would have simply been sacrificed in some bizarre and bloody ritual.<br><br>The desert was hot and unforgiving; the roadway was nothing more than the footsteps and wagon trails made in the sand, and spending more than a day or two in the vast sea of sand usually meant certain death. The first thing he did when he reached the market was to purchase drinking water. He drank it down thirstily once the exchange was made. and then walked onwards down the path in the market. He stripped himself of his armor and sold it off for money; it was practically broken useless anyways. He needed to travel further past this small market to get home; through more desert and deadly terrain. He had planned to buy a horse, and moved towards the other end of the market.<br><br>As he walked he walked through the slave portion of the market. Merchants of many races sold living sentient beings for an extra buck. Among the slaves, there laid two groups. The first one was the group of born slaves. These people would have been born to a slave mother, and their mother often born from slavery, and so on and so forth. The other group were the captured slaves; this group composed of those who were kidnapped, most likely off of the battle-field after a surrender by the victorious army. If your enemy was merciful, they didn't take any slaves, and instead simply put you under an occupied state. Those less merciful would kidnap surrendered soldiers and civilians in town raids before selling them into slavery.<br><br>He could only think of his own luck. He escaped certain death by fleeing the battle when many others surrendered. He was ordered to surrender, but he knew the Drow far to well, and knew that those who stayed and did not fight would be killed anyways. He remembered how in other wars, he had seen many of his comrades taken and sold, and when he looked through some of these cages, that was all he could think about. All elves were a proud people; their woman fought with just as much skill and worth as their men; equality was a virtue to them. The unfortunate side affect was that their female soldiers were often kidnapped in their defeat, and sold as sex slaves rather than working slaves.<br><br>He had fought alongside elves before, and knew some who were taken. As he walked through the crowd he noticed one such individual. He didn't know her, but she had reminded him of quite a few friends that he had lost over the years. She was beaten, cut, and burned by the harsh sun. Her form was lithe but the appearance of shrunken muscles made it clear that she was once a warrior.
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