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chained at wrists and ankles a collar with a chain on her neck .A young woman with ebony wings is pulled to the stage.her emerald eyes glitter with anger at the rough treatment her ebony wings rustling as she moves. the auctioneer glares at her."You best put on a better look my winged freak or it will go worse for you.She looked down and waited for him to sell her.long silver hair falling in her face. I have here a rare item up for bid.An avariel ,a winged elf folks ya don't see one of these everyday.Just look at her lovely wings and delicate pointed ears.I start the bidding at 1000 gold pieces. | |
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"1000 gold for her?" Norral huffed and looked up at her. She's worth much more then that, but lets see if I can actually get away with 1000. "I'll bet 1000 coins for this winged nightmare of a creature." He said and stepped forward, showing himself to the auctioneer. It'd been a while since he was last at this auction block, and again there was slim pickings. Something about her wings though, those unique and... desirable wings... he wanted to have her. Maybe even take those wings for himself, but all that would be decided later. Slowly he took his seat again, now that they know who was bidding first. | |
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The Auctioneer smiled at the sale and hit his hammer three times, “SOLD! Come fill out the paper work and pay for your prize!�?/FONT> OCC: Slave add Owner to profile and Owner at slave to yours, NO ROLEPLAYING UNTIL THAT IS DONE. | |
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