"Doesn't this Gnome know when to give in?" Lucien chuckled, not at all annoyed at the stranger's intrusion. He personally relished her competition. Finally, a foe with spirit!
But it was Rosa's voice, not Lucien's that made the next bid "100 Gold pieces!"
There was an audible gasp amongst the audience. All eyes turned to Tirarian, the silent question of what her next bid would be on everyone's thoughts
"You've got some value, mate!" One of the commoners yelled to slave beinng auctioned "Hope yer flattered."