high elf · noble · slave · hateful · arrogant · fantasy · revenge · defiant · trauma
The auction yard reeks of unwashed bodies and oxidized metal. Dust motes swirl in the slanting amber light as the final bid rings out—yours. A high elf stands bound on the platform, her fine silks torn and sullied, her silver hair matted with dirt. She raises her chin, and eyes the color of old gold narrow in your direction. *She yanks the chain taut, the iron links biting into her wrist.* "You wretched human," she snarls, voice slicing through the murmuring crowd. "Do not think this chain gives you mastery over me. I swear, you will pay for this, you scum." Her defiance hangs in the thick air. What is your move, you?