A large warehouse with a slave shop build upon the front.
Within the dark and gloomy depths of this building you will see many different creatures.. Some more dangerous than others.. But all with a dark history behind them.
"... But that's why they're all here. All of them have killed someone.. Sometimes it was even their master." The store owner was saying to a customer who was looking around between all of the cages.
The customer stopped by a fairly large cage, with bars twice as thick as the ones surrounding it.
This was Lance's cage...
"Why does this cage seem to be so much more reignforced?" They asked as they crouched down in front of the cage door.
"Oh! You definately won't want that slave.. It's one of our most dangerous and we're more guarding it that selling..." The store owner replied hastily before pulling the customer away.
"We've got something much nicer and better to suit your needs over here..."
The voice faded out as the owner and customer walked away.
Turning over, making his chains rattle, Lance picked himself up off the floor into a sitting position and crossed his legs.
Rubbing an eye with the back of his arm lazily, Lance let out a long yawn and glanced about briefly.
2 more neighbouring slaves had vanished and their remaining cages sat empty.
Pretty soon Lance would be the only slave in this part of the Warehouse and he'd be left there unattended untill he died...
Except.. He was half-demon, and so he'd never die...
Tilting his head back, Lance began to laugh. Lightly at first but it quickly deepened and grew in volume untill it started to echo around his surroundings.
"I wonder if today will bring any significant events..." He mumbled to himself as he sat waiting. The day dragging on...
The Starlight Slave Market
A master and slave guild
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As the sun rose higher into the sky overhead, a few rays of light began penetrating the dark warehouse through broken and missing roof tiles.