We all turned around to the throne area. Our Dathu and Xahnaela were walking towards theis seats. The Dathu had a seroius yet gentle expression whilst her daughter carried a seductive smile. Everyone said nothing but admiration about Xahnaela. I paid it no mind.
The Dathu looked at everyone. We were all bowing our heads. The females with their hands clasped together just above their chests and males with ine hand bent on the front and the other at the back.
"At ease, my Communers." and we all followed.
Amigon was to introduce this gathering. He was standing. He spread his arms and began to speak.
"Namsta to all. We are delighted that you are all able to witness the pentcircal Bargain. I would like to invite all the buyers to step forward and take a seat."
I was not suprised that nobilities and HIgher Castes began moving towards the seats. They wear monocles, opera glasses and Examiners. Whatever the merchants are selling, it must be very valuable.
"It's begun."Hagel told me.
My curiosity was again tempted. What kind of Cryptid would they be selling? Is it a big one? I was asking myself questions even I do not know. I wanted to ask either Hagel or Quair, but they would only tell me to wait.
The guards bought leashes. To what end are those for?
"Bring in the merchants from Veil!" Amigon ordered.
The Veilinian merchants came in one by one. There were about 50 of them, all looking for potential buyers.
"Herders!!!"
We could all hear grunting sounds and clanging of chains and force. People with whips, leashes, tasers and other hunting equipment came in. They were all pulling something. The "something" seems to be many.
"I wonder what kind of Cryptid it is? Quair? Hagel?" I asked the both of them.
"Their not Cryptids..."
"Oh, my apologies, what are they?"
They pointed towards the portal.......
It was then that I discovered the beasts that the Herders were seizing....
They're not SOMETHINGS, they're SOMEONES!
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Pheirdhu
FantasyYourhia has a dark past. A past that haunts her very heart, mind and soul. Having been a branded as impure and abandoned by the people whom she taught would be there for her, she wears a facade of happiness. From resisting insults to enduring brutal...