Ivita was led into the tent by merchant Jackson, where a collection of ornate items was sitting amongst a group of naked women and a large velvet mattress. The air was laden with a decadent scent.
The Old Witch rolled her eyes. "Such is the nature of the people of the slave city-states; unlike the inhabitants of the Magic Black Forest, these are weak individuals who have succumbed to their own desires."
Seemingly deep in thought, Ivita realized this was probably typical of the people residing in the Atlas Mountain Range region. They lived a rather liberated lifestyle.
Jackson pretended not to hear her.
He dragged out an iron box from a corner and unlocked it with a key he had on his person. Within it was an array of random items. He scrupulously rummaged through them, producing a piece of rope, a hand-sized mirror, a mushroom, and a parchment of sheepskin.
