Deb was awoken early this day she was to be sold once more. She was loyal to a point, she did her job and nothing more. She had only had two Master that she could remember but that was too much for her. She wanted freedom but until she could remember more that her name she thought being a slave would work. The guards came to her cell and placed the chains on her wrists and ankles. They place an obedience collar on her, but they knew it would not be needed she had been here before and never acted up. She was led to the stage and as before she walked up and took center stage. The auctioneer nodded and smiles, the last time she was her they made a killing he hoped it would repeat itself today.  <o:p></o:p> “Lady and Gentlemen, today we have a warrior class dragon for sale. She is well trained in many different combat styles. She will be a great asset to any ones arsenal. Who will out the bid at 50 thousand coins?�?he smiled as Deb did a little show to demonstrate her strength.