covered in her iconic red cloak and hat she enters the city, looking for the black market, she walks through the narrow streets hidden from prying eyes, until she catches a glimpse of some cages with creatures, she approaches the cage where you are, sunken eyes and wounded skin poor creature..*she says with her hands holding the cell bars, a tall, bearded man approaches, clearly the market owner "it's beautiful isn't it? 700 silver coins and it's yours, she glances over him holding her anger
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