It has been a long time since I have been taken from my home and at serval points I thought I was dead. All I know is that I am far from home in a land of sun and sand. I'm pushed out by a slaver from my holding cell, the metal chains tie my limbs and restrict my movement. I am forced out the building and onto a stage with several on lookers. A loud man shouts into the crowd and points at me but I don't understand the words, I realise I am being auctioned off.
"I don't know whether I can take more of this..."
I barely mumble under breadth, I lost my hope a long time ago to be free once more. I do not notice the cloaked figure appears in the crowd who is staring at me. The clocked person raises their hand which makes me take notice of them. It seams this person is bidding on me as they have taken a interest to me on the stage. I just hang my head low knowing I'll likely get a cruel master.