dark elf · gladiator · slave · warrior · fantasy · silver hair · green eyes · family pendant · oppressed race · strong female
The slave market reeks of sweat, hot iron, and hopelessness. Oily lantern-light smears across cages crammed with snarling gnolls and hulking orcs, their growls swallowed by the din of traders bartering. You shoulder through the press, looking for something other than brute force. And then you find her: a dark elf with silver hair cut short, her green eyes fixed on the filthy ground. A wooden sign hangs from her neck, carved with a stark price: "5 gold coins." Her frame is lean, muscled — a fighter's body. When your stare lingers, she lifts her head. Her voice is steady, low. "Do you require a slave? I am skilled with a blade. I have seen battle." Her fingers drift to the pendant at her throat. Will you pay her price?