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Sirius Revlis · 07-16-2012, 12:26 AM

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Brilliant! I will have her titled up as a Communal Slave for now, until we find her a master Which shouldn't be hard... I already have a few characters in mind that she might be suitable for. Lemme pull a few strings and get back to you ;3 >> Word Count: 3+

Narrowed pupils studied the two peasants with an air of suspicious curiosity, nose wrinkled in slight disgust. An imperious man, Sirius considered himself above most, and this trader with his cane and his dirty cart were no exception. The woman, however - Now she was something else. Something exotic and tasteful, something to pique the monarch's interest. He had always had a weakness for beautify, a fondness for surrounding himself with luxuries and jewels, be they material or mortal. His hungry gaze lingered on her, darting back only when the merchant addressed him.

The name of the captain of the Salamander was enough to change Sirius' expression from guarded to interested, cream hands settling on the pommel of his black leather saddle, reigns held lightly as Luna shifted her weight and shuffled nervously. "Solomon sent you?" He said sharply, eyes sweeping over the man and his wares once more, re-evaluating. Solomon was a trusted business partner, and had never sent him foul trade before. His attention returned to the girl, who under the commands of the merchant was arched into a display. Lust tightened in his belly, but Sirius controlled it effortlessly, keeping his face masked, his black lips in a grim line.

The man continued to speak, and Sirius remained silent, large ears erect as the caught the growling swell of the other's voice. The silver mare tossed her head, nostrils flared, and he sat straighter to keep her in line. "From Africa?" He mused aloud, voice a caramel purr that oozed out from between yellow daggers. Poisonous gaze lingered on the woman again, watching as she arched and moved, feeling again the heated tendrils of lust. Salsola's population was swelling - It would do them well to have more servants to meet their demands, and this one would be pleasing on the eyes. It was an added bonus that she had already been broken in to the ways of slavery, if what the merchant said was true. "Does she understand the common tongue?" He queried, clucking to Luna and guiding the mare closer so that he might observe her more closely. "Open your mouth, girl, let me see your teeth," The monarch barked. If she had rotten gums, she would be no good - Only healthy slaves were of use for purchase, and Sirius knew that the travel by sea damaged some of them in ways not clearly visible.

One hand held the reigns, and the other moved to rest lightly on one of the pouches attached to his saddle. When his clawed fingers tapped lightly against the leather, its contents chinked lightly. While precious metals and jewels were not so keenly sought in the wild lands, for they could not be eaten nor used in survival, the Revlis man was well aware that they held great value to traders, who had reverted to the human way of storing value within golds and silvers, and gems of all kinds. "I will take her," He said abruptly, one wicked claw severing the tie that held the pouch to his seat. He hefted the bag in one palm, mentally checking the items within - a series of nice golden rings, an emerald inlaid in silver fastened on a delicately woven chain, a small velvet pouch of opal - Before tossing it towards the merchant. "I assume this will suffice for payment."

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