"Finoma! At last, we reach the culmination of our lot today!"
A stiff-backed woman gestures widely with her arms, gathering the crowd a hair closer. Excitement simmers amid buzzing voices and the low rattle of raffia hand fans. Anticipation hangs in the air. Then with a flick of her prim wrist, she hastens the final slave to step forward.
He's a strapping, ugly-faced misborn, chains and the planks of the stage rattling with each of his heavy steps.
Marcca is a Crookspur slave auctioneer, in charge of selling their finest "wares" to the customers of the seedy slave trading market.