Waiting to be sold

Adara · 05-31-2012, 05:41 PM

Adara had been following behind her master for days now. She knew he was planning on selling her since he got a new favorite. She just wasn’t important anymore, expendable. He could probably get quite a bit for her too. A few had asked to purchase her but her master turned them down, assuming that they only wanted her for themselves. He wanted someone that would punish he if she got out of line and use her the way he had used her since she was born.

They stopped and he brought out the six other slaves he intended to sell. They were all chained to the wagon except for Adara, who he kept a collar on. She could wander around a bit but knew she would be punished if she went too far. A few others came every once in a while and bought four of the other slaves, leaving only two others and Adara. Perhaps she woudn’t be sold.

Amy Sunders · 06-06-2012, 02:15 PM

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Amy guided the horse gently as she moved through, working her way over the rocky terrain. It was surprising the place she had chosen to live in received as many visitors as it did, cut off and isolated from the rest of the land by water and the tough terrain. Easy enough to cross through, but a pain to deal with. It would be so much easier to simply wander off elsewhere. Another wagon came into view, Amy's ears perking with interest. What was this? Nobody she wanted around.

Approaching the wagon Amy examined what was there. A slave trader. Well that wasn't so bad. Still not someone she wanted to encourage. A robust male came out, absolutely oozing sliminess. Welcome, welcome. See anything that catches your eye? Sighing Amy looked through the line. A skinny male, too weak for work and too ugly for otherwise. No good for her. An old woman, with sharp eyes that seemed used to everything. Probably troublesome.

She stopped before the collared slave, looking her over. The outfit was enough to tell her what the slave was used for. The looks, the soft form of the palms, the lack of cuts and chains. It all told her something. Smiling she indicated to her. How much for this one?

Adara · 06-10-2012, 07:18 PM

Adara watched as others came and went until a woman with golden fur looked over the other slaves. She stood up straight as the woman came over to her. Adara knew how these things went, the woman would look her over, ask how much she was worth, then either take her away from her master or leave. It all depended how much the woman would be willing to pay. Adara knew she would more than likely be used to make money for the woman just as she did with her master. He claimed it was all she was good for. He could be right; it didn’t really matter to her though. As long as she did as she was told, she wouldn’t be beaten.

The woman smiled and asked how much just as she expected. Her master came over and looked over the woman. Make me an offer and perhaps we can come to an agreement.

Amy Sunders · 06-11-2012, 12:13 PM

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The slave's reaction to her attention piqued Amy's interest even further. Did she just try to make herself more desirable? This slave must be truly well trained. The outfit wasn't exactly the most practical, especially in the area they were in, but in Europe it was as common as dirt. Removing the outfit and getting her something more practical was definitely on the list. The master's words were slimy, informing her how little honor the male held.

Smiling she turned over to him pleasantly. Of course. I'll give you my word that the slave will be treated well. The master stood there, not understanding that was her payment. Stepping over she took the slave's hand, leading her over to her wagon. Get in, and don't come back out. The master watched before beginning to splutter with protest. Smiling she turned back and faced him. Sorry, I don't trade with trash. Reaching out she slashed across his neck, leaving him to choke on his own blood, sinking to the ground as he died.

The other slaves stared in shock, wondering what had just happened. Casually she moved over, grabbing the flint and steel from her wagon. There was straw bedding in there, how pleasant. That would work perfectly for what she wanted. Swiftly she started the fire in the wagon. It wasn't long before it cackled, spreading through hungrily. Grabbing her horse's head Amy walked away, not bothering to look back as the slaves began to panic, realizing they were tied to a burning wagon. The world was better off without canines like him.

Adara · 07-09-2012, 02:09 AM

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Adara stood by as her master began talking to the woman about payment. It seemed she would be getting a new master today. The blonde woman led her over to her own wagon and ordered her to get in and not to come out. Assuming she already owned her, Adara quickly got into the wagon and watched silently as the woman slit her master’s throat. She wasn’t upset that he was killed, just nervous that she just became the slave of a killer. Would she have to kill others for this woman? She certainly hoped not.

Wanting to follow orders and not be punished, Adara could only sit in the wagon as the other slaves she had grown up with stayed tied to the burning wagon. She wanted to rush forward and help her friends, instead she stayed put and turned her back on the others as she kept her face emotionless. This would certainly be a new experience for her.

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