Chapter 17 - Slaves or Not

Urza stands there, the black mask in hand "I'm not going to say it's dangerous, because you already know that, but I'm not responsible. if you die or are inslaved." Eliza nods joyfully and giddily grabing the frilly chestplate and skirt.

Urza cloaked in black, leaves the store followed by Eliza. The doors bell doesn't ring as it knows many lives will be lost in the next couple of hours.

Urza gives off a vibe as if he had killed a dragon or other godly creature, while Eliza in the other hand feels like it's her first time going outside to see the new world, like a new born baby.

Heads were turned as Urza strolls down the street, many merchants and fruit vendors stop their current transactions or stock keeping to view the diabolical looking man walking infront of their store. This caused customers to tremble and try to avoid eye contact, as they thought if they looked into his cold eyes they would choke to death by the pressure he released.

Eliza confused of the current situation walks up to the merchant buying an apple and a pair of small knives similar to throwing knives. They had a slight curved edge and had a hilt sloping down towards the knuckles and thumb.

She stored the knives in her bag and continued to follow Urza's footsteps.

" We're here " Urza said coming to a sudden stop making Eliza, who was paying attention to the market goods bump into him. "Right!" She said stretching her arms and legs like an Olympic runner. "What are doing?" Urza said turning his head to the lady, basically laying on the floor. "Stretching, what does it look like?" Eliza said looking up at him from her current confusing position.

"Whatever.." Urza said walking up to the door knocking. Eliza stops her stretching and catches up to Urza saying "Why are going to the front door, shouldn't we be taking a sneaky approach!?" "And where is that going to get us if we get caught?" Urza said waiting patiently for someone to open the door.

An unlocking noise comes from behind the door and the door opens, a small boy with mud brown hair looks up at Urza with lifeless eyes. Urza doesn't react but continues to be patient and asks "Where is your master?". The child doesn't talk but only opens the door further and points to a door at the end of the hall way. Urza nods and heads inside the building followed by Eliza.

The inside of the house was old and looked like the cabin Urza lived in but with wallpaper covering the walls instead of just simple logs.

Urza approaches the door with Eliza behind him. He holds out his hand giving her a hand signal to wait here. Eliza doesn't completely understand but still gets the point of the gesture pointing towards the ground.

Urza knocks on the door "Yes, come in" a man with a British accent says from behind the door. Urza opens the door to find a middle aged man with black hair and a handle bar moustache sitting in a throne like chair with a cup of wine in hand. The room is completely different to the rest of the house as it has brand new carpet and floorboards aswell as some fancy wallpaper and a series of bookshelves surrounding the right side of the room.

Urza approaches the man in the middle of the room nonchalantly. "Oh, I haven't seen you before, you must be new. I'm Galz Pional, nice to meet you" He said giving the gesture of a handshake. "I don't think I will" said pushing his hand away from him. ' He's smart ' Galz thinks as he smiles at Urza.

"So what are you here for?" Galz says pooring a glass of wine for Urza. "Ignoring the fact you just tried to kill me, I would like to buy some slaves" Urza said as he grabs the wine glass swirling the wine around the inside of the glass. "Ha, not a problem, what types?" Galz said taking a sip of his wine. "A family, two parents and a small child" Urza said putting down his full glass of wine. "Oh, I won't judge what kind of kinky shit you're into, but we have a lot of families here, so It would be difficult for me to narrow it down for you just by the members, a name would suffice" Galz said leaning back in his throne like chair grinning. Urza sighs and takes out a piece of paper with a last name on it, "Edgefield".

"Not a problem" Urza said as he slides the paper towards Galz. Galz smiles and takes a stack of papers out from his desk. He slides glasses onto his face and flips through a pile of papers. "Found them, Cell 174" Galz said handing him the name back and an extra piece of paper giving the cell number. Urza didn't say anything and only stood up from his chair and placing half of the sack of coins on the desk and then leaving.

Urza closes the door seeing Eliza sitting at the door frame on the old timber floor. "So are we good!" She said giddily eyes filled with joy. "Maybe" Urza said patting Eliza on the shoulder. Urza went to the door that said "Cells 100 - 200" and opened the door. A long arching hallway paved with cobblestone and limestone surrounded their sight. He walked along the hallway and went past the "150th" cell. He only saw corpses from that point, the smell didn't bother him, but only made his expectations lower. Eliza didn't see the pattern, she only concentrated on the disgusting smell. As they approached "Cell 174" Urza turned to Eliza and looked to see her emotional state. She didn't look frightened or worried, only hope and confusion covered her face.

Urza stopped and turned to his left hands in his pockets. Eliza stopped and said "Hmm, why did we stop?". Urza didn't say anything and only pointed towards the cell. "I don't understand?" she said looking at the corpse of two parents and a young boy, skin attached to the bone. "This. Is. Your. Family." Urza said casually sitting down, back towards the cells bars. "Huh, I don't understand, this isn't them" she said obviously in denial. "They're dead" Urza said leaning his head back towards the cell.

"Oh, I guess your right" she said with a smile across her face, she didn't do anything other than smile, only one tear streamed down her face. "Well you accepted that quickly" said Urza standing up from his sitting position and brushing off the dust that covered his new clothes. "Not like I didn't expect this to happen" she said as another single year went down her cheek. "Well, should we go?" Urza said pointing towards the way they came. She nodded quickly as she brushed her eyes whipping away her tears.