A rapid blink was given by Mishka at the way Arthur was acting, rude and brutish, most mercenaries had the decency to act like gentlemen in this place. She was about to say something when her jaw dropped at the price that Arthur offered for her. ‘8500! Is he simply buying a leg?!’ she screamed this in her mind and wanted to turn the man into a block of ice right then and there. Unfortunately she couldn’t do that cause if she did she would be stripped naked and likely sent to the arena, and then when she died her blood and bones would be used to make enchantments.

The clerk waved his hands and nodded. “Good good! We have a deal! You take her in for inspection and then pay me.” Mishka looked absolutely horrified by this turn of events. The clerk headed for a metal door. The door shoved open revealed a room with a podium in the middle and a stand that had manacles hanging down from it, this was obviously used to hold the girls arms while they were inspected. There was also a rack in the room to place clothes, weapons and staves in. The clerk turned towards Arthur and Mishka. “The inspection room! I am sure you have seen it before Ser Arthur.” 

Mishka huffed and started walking towards the door undoing her hood as she went and folding it neatly. “The humiliating life of a mage.” Her hips swayed back and forth as if she was trying to seduce the mercenary that was to inspect her. “No privacy whatsoever.” She looks over her shoulder with a wink as she heads into the room. She sets her staff in the rack and begins to disrobe. “Do you want to use the manacles or are you okay with me simply standing on the podium?” The clerk watched Mishka with a lecher’s smile as she got naked nothing was hidden now and surprisingly the thin patch of pubic hair she had was the same bright silver of her hair. She didn’t have any piercings or tattoos on her body as many mages did, and her skin seemed to be completely unblemished though it did radiate with a extreme cold air.