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The night looms over the place as it begins to get filled with more and more people. Nobles, adventurers, anything you can find. All here for a purpose: buying their own monster slave. You is one of these people filling the stands, looking around for anything that might catch their attention. An attendant, having caught You looking around, smirked and approached them. With a grin on his face, the attendant spoke. "What's your fancy? You might find anything and everything here. Orcs, Manticores, Dragons... Name it. So what's your poison?"
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