"Calm down, Lad." Aeron patted Ozark's shoulder no doubt reading into the black haired teen's body language have it had nervously coiled nearly all his muscles, the Lad was tense and everyone within the Slaver industry knew how to spot these tell signs in order to reign in a possible rebellion. Currently they resided at the back stage of the event waiting for Ozark to be called.
"Four-Hundred Gold Shilings, Going once, Going twice, SOLD To the Baron of Caria! Enjoy your new Elven purchase!" The Auctioneer exclaimed as he bashed his hammer on the podium. Ozark knew he was next, and the Man did not disappoint. "Now Ladies and gentlement we have a Rare specimen today here in the auction." That was the Cue, Aeron patted Ozark's back so he'd walk into the stage making his entrance somewhat dramatic, and dramatic it was as he walked like royalty inciting multiple screams from women, he had his hardened stare (which borderlined into a glare) that accentuated his amber-borderline-gold eyes and when the lights hit his face they reflected the light showcased his unblemished pale face. "I present to you this Fine specimen of Human Origins, one of the Last of the Erebus Line."
That broke the straw on the camel's back.
The Bid callers Exclaimed and became rowdy much to the ire of the Auctioneer as every single one was wide-eyed including Ozark as he was identified/advertised as a member, THE LAST member of a Line of True Monsters in Human flesh and form. He turned to Aeron whose mouth agapped, and head shaking. It was a Lie, even The slaver knew of it. It had to be a lie and to be ousted as one of the most Terrifying Families in the History of The World gave more than one pain. He saw many froth and others drooled in the mouth until the auctioneer slammed the hammer so had it split the podium, silencing the whole room.
"If I have your attention now. I'll showcase the lad more before any of you dear Bidders cause another riot." The Auctioneer sighed as he walked over to Ozark lifting the rags that covered his torso to reveal a mostly scarred but still aesthetically pleasing muscular frame. "The Lad has been working all his Life under the brig, and the scarring is not from him being disobedient, No, but a form of currency to get what he needs for his spouse." Ozark's Eyes Hardened glaring at the auctioneer. He had heard some cooing and some muddled words about love and comfort. "Now, now the sob story aside this young man is a specimen of almost legendary lineage! We shall start with A Thousand Go—"
"Four Thousand Gold Crowns!" A thunderous bellow echoed. Insighting multiple gasps from the bidders around them. "Four Thousand from the Sir Rodrin Going once Going twi—", "Eight Thousand Gold Crowns!" Another had out bid the four thousand by doubling it, Originating from a Shrill voice that easily pierced the room. The bidding went for Hours, HOURS on end until a woman whose albino features outshone the whole auction house with her claim.
Shocking even Aeron and inciting a hardened glare from Ozark. "Fourty. Million. Gold Bars," Sounds of protest and yells of it being a bluff silenced as multiple Large Carts entered the Auction house each holding around four hundred thousands worth of Gold Bars. The Grin on the Woman's face reminded Ozark of the Cat in the Slave trade ship who recently ate one of the Crew's canaries and got away with it. "All~ in~ For the Big boy~"
His New Owner Had Blood red Hair and Golden eyes, her figure was... eye catching so much so, although She would never measure up to Ara, even when they both had similar features and he was nothing but her property now that she had bought him. Ozark's Eyes were Hollow but not defeated as the Shorter Woman walked over to him. It was Deathly Obvious that the Girl was a Head and a Half shorter that Ozark, and that she had to look up to meet his eyes.
"Oh My~" His New owner cooed as she felt his chest and abdomen with lecherous eyes then turned to Aeron with a Devious Smile."Are You SURE, He is Sixteen Winters old?" She bit her lower lip as she smiled squeezing his bicep having a good feel of his composition then raised her Hand to hold his chin with her index and thumb on the indent between his lower lip and chin peering into his Amber Gold eyes with carnal want. "Not that I'm complaining~mmmm, I'll be Good to you Boy~"