《Offworld》Dilemma
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After running quickly we didn't stop until we arrived at the inn we decided to rest for today .
I entered the old three storied building and imediately headed to the front desk. The child was with Munnji waiting at the back of the inn trying to not get noticed by anyone .
...
"Hello how may I help you?"
"Give me the room with the best soundproofing you have."
The inn keeper stopped for a moment before turning back and taking a key from under the counter.
He handed me the key.
"It's 10 kils a day and you can't have more than three persons in the room."
"I understand . Here's 20 kils for two days "
I took the key and headed back out to talk with Munnji .
....
" I rented us a room for two days with good soundproofing so we don't have to worry about the child crying."
Munnji looked at me seriously and said.
"I don't know what you were thinking but we can't take care of this child ,we have to give him to someone who can."
" And where can we find a place like that ?"
" I don't know, maybe we can leave him at a church ? They as people of God will definitely take care of him."
*Hmph*
"I get where you are coming from, but have you forgot my distrust for such institutions? I will definitely not hand him over to them ."
"Then what is your plan?"
Munnji's brows furrowed.
"You do have a plan don't you?"
" Yeah I do . I will firstly find someone who can take care of the child and then resolve our financial situation,but you won't like it."
....
I asked the innkeeper where was the place where slaves were sold .
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I walked for about 30 minutes on foot following the directions of the innkeeper until I arrived at my destination. It was an empty plot of land that was filled with tall tents made of different color cloths that were scattered all around .
I entered one of the tents and imediately a slim human came up to me.
" I am a trader of this tent ,how can I help you dear customer?"
He was about 30 years old male with dark blue hair neatly combed to one side a sharp nose slim lips and dark hazel eyes that held little emotion .He was wearing a dark-blue suit and yellow gloves.
I took a good look at him and said flatly.
" I'm looking for slave "
" A slave is it?
Dare I ask what kind of slave you want ? A male/female , fighter/civilian , the abilities you want it to have ...."
" I'm looking for a young female , for personal use.."
He smiled.
" Certainly we have a wide array of merchandise that you can choose from ,but do you have any other preferences ?"
" I would like a healthy human woman in her 20s and *ahem*..
I approached the slave trader and said to him in a low voice.
" I want her to be lactating ,it's one of my few requirements."
The slave trader was surprised by such a strange request at first ,but recovered quickly . He had heard even more ridiculous requests than this but this was the first time someone requested a female slave that is lactating.
He thought hard for a second and finally said...
"Follow me."
I followed him deep into the tent passing many cages that held mostly beastfolk and some humans.
He approaching another man and spoke to him briefly before he came back again.
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"You are in luck. We have recently acquired a female human slave that meets your requirements .
If you please ."
He directed me towards a lone cage in a corner where the slave I was looking for was located.
She was curled up on the ground like a shrimp shivering non-stop.
I threw a icy glare at the slave trader.
"Is this the product that you are trying to sell to me? She looks so weak that even a breeze can make her fall. "
The slave trader started sweating and muttering trying to explain himself.
" No no no . She is just faking it. She is definitely as healthy as can be"
My icy stare became even colder.
" So you are trying to scam me ?
Do you think that I'm that stupid?"
" No ..I...I "
He wasn't able to finish his words before a gentle voice came from behind me.
" You can go, I will take care of this."
I turned back and looked at an old man with graying hair standing there. My pupils contracted.
'He was able to get so close to without me noticing? He is definitely not to be underestimated.'
" Hello dear customer I'm the master of this tent my name is ..."
"Stop there .
I don't care for your name or status ,I just want to get what I came here for."
He smiled slightly.
" I understand. You look like a busy man so I won't hold you any longer."
*Clap* * Clap*
He calaped his hands twice and two female beastfolk came .He then pointed at the slave in the cage.
" Take this slave to be cleaned and clothed before the transaction is over."
After that he took me to complete some forms that gave me ownership of the slave and then prepared me for the slave ceremony.
They told me to place my hand in some kind of crystal sphere and not to remove it untill they said so.
The crystal sphere was the size of a melon and held inside a yellow shine.
After a while I started to notice something.
'The sphere is sucking a small part of my soul .'
It was just a small part that would not have been felt if the one who was being sucked was a normal human ,but not me.
After that they brought the slave . She had been washed and was wearing clean clothes.
They started drawing some kind of symbol with some red viscous substance in the lower back of her neck and then they took the crystal sphere in their hand and started reciting something in an unknown language.
After three minutes the process was over and I could now feel a soul connection to something.
" Have you already noticed the connection?"
I was the master .
"Yes I have ."
" Good, than that means that the binding was successful."
.......
After I finished I immediately left , ignoring the tent master who was trying to promote his business or sell me something else.
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