CAMARI

Chapter Three.^

Time pov∆

Twenty years had passed since the coyere in Lynnfield on the outside Lynnfield was seen as a perfect human habitation, slaves were treated much better than before, a new law has been passed down, one that allowed slaves to buy themselves back from their Masters but the price of the slave was left to the master to decide. so obviously slave practice was on the decline.
Note I am making use of the human's sarcasm.
On the contrary, slavery had become more of a lifestyle, slaves are seen as some type of affluence, and the number of slaves you had determined how rich you were in Lynnfield.
You could say what about the law? slaves tried to buy their freedom back from their Masters but slave masters would make up prices too ridiculous for any slave to afford slaves who were treated badly only had hope that at least death would free them from their life of poverty and maltreatment. Before and during the coyere, many slaves blamed the king for the plight of the slaves in Lynnfield, while others who had heard the story of how the King freed about forty slaves had believed that his advisers were doing a terrible job and were not reporting the true extent of their suffering to the King.
Meanwhile, at the court, the king was receiving another group of slaves that had returned from their exploration of the supernatural world over the years the numbers of slaves going on such exploration had increased the original first batch of forty slaves had returned two years earlier after they had been sent off but out of the forty only thirteen returned with the needed information the others had either deserted their story-loving king or had been integrated into the supernatural community for various reasons either because they made a thifty with the supernatural or they had found a tarian in the supernatural realm.
Troduo responded to such news with a composed and cheerful remark he said to the slaves, "it is good that our two worlds are mixing this way we are sure of having an Ally if we ever need help" meanwhile the news had truly only increased his already growing hatred for the supernatural world, what power gave them the rights to size my slaves. he had ordered the remaining slaves to pick from amongst the slaves living in Lynnfield anyone they thought could get the job done and not be distracted he specifically order them to choose slaves who had families and loved ones that they would like to see free this new batch of slaves were promised lands and wealth and would be given royal permission to free one slave that was important to them should they return successfully.
Today the original remaining slaves and the new ones they had gotten to replace the deserters, had arrived in the Castle the previous day, this time everyone had come back with news for the king, each of them was eager to relay their news and free their friends and family, the slave with the most important news would be able to free two slaves of their choice.
Troduo was also eager for their arrival, for that purpose he had cancelled all meetings that were to take place that day, he had ordered a feast to be held in honour of the returning slaves the slaves were treated with the highest honour given to a guest The ballroom had been transformed into a large dining hall to accommodate all the returning slaves. the feast was a huge one.
The day before, the slaves had arrived in the palace, there were been given rooms to settle into and cleanse themselves.
The king would listen to them after they indulge themselves.
The slaves had been treated to a full course meal and for once they dined life pharians instead of slaves.
After their feast they were ushered in to meet the king in the throne room, they went one after the other into the presence of the king, a slave would present themself to the King, and they would retail all their Encounters in the form of a story. the king listened with rapt attention when the last of them had relayed his story the king was more than happy to Grant them the lands and permissions that were promised to them for he had gotten more than he asked for from their storytelling.
At this point Troduo knew more about the supernatural creatures than any of them knew about themselves, the last slave had been the one with the most important news he had relayed that on one of his encounters he had seen with his own eyes how a wolfman recoiled from a plant that an elf was eating because it burnt the Beast when it made contact with the plant.
The slave said he inquired more and discovered that the plant was called wolfsbane he further explained that ingesting wolfsbane would severely weaken the Wolfman making them appear feverish and pale, he said Direct contact with Wolfsbane causes them to be burnt so severely that it causes their skin and mucous membrane to smoke, he said that he had also discovered that the Wolfman hated silver because silver was just like The wolfsbane, silver burnt them and cause them to scar.
At the end of the night, Troduo had all but skipped to his room like a child who was given their favourite candy.
He had ideas in his head that he was very eager to explore, before now he was already trying out poisonous plants and weapons on a rouge that he had caught on his very own exploration. he had wanted to sacrifice the Beast to feed his powers but had decided to use it as a guinea pig instead,
Wolfsbane was a plant he had never heard of, the plant wasn't grown in Lynnfield but he had a demon who was an expert on anything poison-related.
By midnight Truduo had acquired a large quantity of wolfsbane, both liquid and the plant itself. he had also gotten a large supply of silver chains and liquid silver, before now he relied on his dark magic to keep the rouge subdued by draining its energy and blood, using his dark powers, but he knew that he couldn't use his magic on all supernatural so, he had been actively searching for their weaknesses and weapons to use against them.
For the next two weeks, Truduo made himself busy with experimenting on the rouge he tried the liquid wolfsbane on the Rouge, but the only thing he manage to get was a first degree burn and even that healed after five minutes, silver had the same effects although silver left a scar on The Rouge unlike the plant, he had just started his experiment for the twentieth time since he began with silver when Bossa the demon he had made a thifty with, suddenly appeared beside him something he had gotten quite used to.
The Demon observed The rouges burning flesh as a result of the silver chain that chained his legs to the floor, he watched disappointed as the flesh Burned and healed back, each time the silver chains made contact with the wolfman's skin. "what would happen if you mix wolfsbane and silver?" the demon asked, Troduo took a good look at the demon and immediately got to work, he wondered why he had never thought of that before. Without responding to the demon, he took another silver cuff and soaked it in the liquid wolfsbane, he approached the rouge and cuffed its wrist.
The effect was immediate, the rogue who by now was too weak to even try running anymore let out a scream so loud that it shook the dungeon foundation. The hand that Truduo had cuffed did not stop burning like before instead it burnt till the bones melted and fell off. Truduo observed his handiwork with a glint in his eyes, he looked at the demon "imagine if this was made into Arrows and daggers" Truduo said with a sick and twisted smile, "yes but this only works so well," the demon said looking to the now one handed wolfman who had passed out from the amount of pain he was in. "because the Beast is way too weak for his body to defend and heal itself, this would never work on an Afa" the demon reasoned, Troduo appeared to think about it for a sey "we suddenly his eyes light up, "we will weaken them by getting rid of their Tarian, An Afa will be nothing but a shell of their former selves in the events of their tarian's death" "so how do we kill an Afa's tarian?" the demon asked, getting excited by the prospect of Chaos he was a demon that thrived in chaos and wickedness, before Troduo's grandfather had gotten the help of the supernaturals to capture and imprisoned him, he had been the curse of many dispute between many humans. He had not gotten the chance to do something truly wicked and chaotic in a long time, since had bound him to Lynnfield with the thifty.
"We won't be killing anybody," Truduo said with that sick smile on his face, making the demon huff in disappointment.
"those creatures would be the ones killing themselves we are just fragile humans so how could we possibly harm a Supernatural?" Troduo asked, with a creepy smile.