The barker perused the crowd, his booming voice getting the attention of all in range, hoping for a few more people to fight over the slave to up the price.
"Come now, a perfect Auric sample. Reptilian masters from the Northern Realms. Who doesn't want to train a true dragon from such a budding age? Image the pride once he's full grown! Be the envy of your fellows!"
You squirmed in place, the attention thoroughly unwanted, but now drawing more and more eyes from those in the crowds at the barker's loud entreates. The crowd stared at you more now.
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