I walk into the slave shop, my strange looking sword hilted to my side hip. I am wearing light armor underneath a black suit, my face covered by a black mask. I walk up to the slave owner, and cleared my throat. Hello.................... I am here to, purchase myself a slave. I say with little emotion, my voice deep and attractive. I was hiding my true identity as the famous Dragon Ogher. You sit in the corner of the store as you saw the scene unfold, wanting to see who I choose.
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