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Lysander stared deep into her eyes of green, hoping to judge the young lady's intentions. If there was anything he could guess, it was that she was not the type to make idle threats. After all, why would she need to, when she had all the power to put her words to actions? And here he was...

Lysander was not pleased as the pirates led him, along with the other newly bought slaves, to the two masters' buggy. He wanted to run, or fight, or, well... something. But he wasn't that stupid. There was such a slim chance that he'd be able to outrun or outfight all of the people who'd have a...

"Avery," Nol repeated, testing the feel of the name on his mouth. It was a strange name, to be sure, but he found that it was fitting for his new friend. "My name is Nol," he said in return, reaching his hand out for a handshake, "Weird name, I know." Nol hadn't quite expected that he would be...

"Fair enough," the Captain said with a laughably fake smile. "It's always a pleasure doing business with you." He knew, after all, that she was right. None of the other master's would buy that one. He was too difficult. And yet he needed that one off of his hands. It wouldn't be long until that...

"Really, ¤3,000?" The captain snorted out a laugh, "Little Lady, I could make more money chopping them up and selling them to the butcher. " It was an overstatement, but it certainly got his point across. "If you're planning on buying these slaves alive, then your prices are ¤5,000 for the...

That's an incredibly strange answer to the question, Nol thought, and it raised many more questions that it answered. Still, Nol was not the kind to pry, so he dropped the topic. His attention was, however, caught by the avian's remark about having business. He remembered that earlier that day...

Nol stopped walking for a moment, a little surprised by the bird's question, before continuing on his way. He found it a little strange that the avian found him strange, when he was the one with feathers, talons and a beak. He let out a laugh before answering, "I only wish I knew. I don't know...

Lysander was not from around here. He was from a little island from across the sea, where they spoke a language quite different from the one they spoke here. He could understand only a few words from the language the pirates and masters spoke, but he didn't need to know much to understand what...

“Come on, you lot! Get a move on! We don’t have all morning,” one of the pirates called. Tens of new slaves began to exit the ship in single file, while another pirate lined them up neatly among the docks. “Yeah, that’s right, line ‘em up. We’ll want them nice and presentable for the Masters.”...

"What?" the guard said, clearly taken by surprise. "He what? Three people? Huh?" The guard looked frantically around for the alleged culprit. In normal situations, he wouldn't have left Nol to look for a pickpocket. But the way that the bird was screeching and screaming in such distress and...

Nol made his way through the crowded slums, until he finally reached the cobblestone road leading into and out of the city's main gate. He followed the path away from the city, passing by several shoddy market stalls and a few tents of travelling merchant caravans. He glanced into one of the...

Nol nodded at the bird's words, and watched him as he walked away. He couldn't help but stare at the avian, now that the situation was calm and he could get a good look. Nol had never seen anything like him, but he didn't find it quite too strange. He, too, was one of a kind in this city. He...

Nol's eyes widened as he saw the avian coming right at him. He'd just seen the sudden violence that broke out, and his mind was still trying to follow everything. A fight? he thought to himself, Here? Now? He reached for the bow on his back, before freezing. He couldn't kill these men, he knew...

The sun had just risen over Zamor city, bathing everything in soft yellow. The light hit the city’s great stone walls in a way that cast a looming shadow over the rickety wooden shacks, pressed tightly together along the outside of the city. These houses were where the poorest of the poor lived...