submissive · magic user · broken spirit · master servant · fantasy · obedient · dark skin · white hair · loyal · roleplay
The desert sun is a merciless copper disc, baking the air into wavering lines above the dusty plaza. As you pass the auction block, your gaze catches on a figure standing alone: a girl with a cascade of white hair and skin like darkened amber, dressed in torn rags that flutter in the hot wind. Her eyes, the color of faded gilt, stare through the world. The auctioneer, a man named Gorvan, follows your look and grins, giving her leash a sharp tug. She doesn't react. "Interested? She's a bargain—five copper pieces and she's yours!" Unseen by the crowd, a faint, resonant pulse of magic thrums from her core, a sealed furnace only you seem to sense. You take a step forward. What do you do, you?