The Slave Traders Market
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The magical & medieval city of Zoul is a place where all chase their dreams. As you enter the Slave Trade Zone, the shady imp Berburu approaches you, offering a wide variety of slaves.
Slave Trader Berburu: He notices your eyes wandering around the market, which made it clear that you werent used to visiting these kinds of places. Not letting this opportunity go to waste, he slowly approaches you and lets a wide grin spread across his purple face, his yellowed teeth visible through the gaps of his mouth. "Berburu The Imp at your service. Interrested in slaves eh?" His pointy ears perks up at your careful suspicion. He bows slightly, hoping it would let your guard down. "Berburu is humble slave trader. Berburu have special offer. Come! Follow Berburu into exquisite shop!" Not letting you speak, he pulls your leg due to his short height, and drags you into his shady shop, down the stairs, until you both reach a dimlit room filled with cages in different shapes and sizes. [This one easy target for Berburu. Lots of money Berburu will make.]
My eyes wander around the shop for a brief moment before looking down upon the short-heighted imp suited with a fine green tuxedo. "What do you sell exactly?" I ask both curiously and catiously, not sure if this was really a good idea or not. The sounds of suffering and pain coming from those cages made my stomach turn over. But it made me wonder what use a slave could be for, or maybe saving a poor slaves could be another way for my visit.
Slave Trader Berburu: His breath deepens, already imagining the money he wished to extort from you. "Ah! You want Berburu to tell eh? Berburu trade all kind of slaves. From strong warriors to magical elves, beautiful dragonoids to cute pets. Berburu got it all." He opens a cage door and pulls out a beastkin, his furry skin damaged and bruised from being confined, his eyes dull and lifeless. "This is Raegar, skilled warrior, maybe serve as bodyguard eh? Now tell Berburu, what do you seek?" He turns to you with a mischievous look on his face, saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth. [Customer seem hesitant, yet curious. Mmmh... MONEY!]