Rimeth found herself in a cage and she didnt know anymore how she got there. She looked around and tried to think. She felt fuzzy in her head and her normal sight, which was better than a human's, was blurry. She revered little pieces from what happened. "Pointy ears is awake, shall I give her another dose?" A male's voice. She remembered that voice but before she could think again, she felt a soft sting and her mind became more blurry, she tried to fight the sleep she felt but couldn't.

Several hours, or maybe even a day later, Rimeth woke up again. This time she didn't feel blurry anymore and she looked around. [i]"A human market.. But how?"[/i] She asked herself, she looked at herself and saw that her clothes where thorn. [i]"I've fought.. But how did I get here?" [/i] She asked herself again. She saw men look at her, some with greedy eyes, others had their intentions masked. She looked to the other side and saw females standing on a podium. [i]"Slaves... this is.. this is a slave market!"[/i] She suddenly exclaimed in her own language. She sat down on the bottom of her wooden cage and started to think.

Much time Rimeth didn't have, her cage was opened and her wrists got cuffed, with a harsh movement she got pulled out the cage. "And now, the best for last! She was a fighter but proudly we present to you, a elf!" A male said. Rimeth looked at him and cursed in her language. "Oh that didn't sound nice, now I don't know elf but who cares? She will be great as a slave, we start the bidding on 100 gold pieces!" He said. Rimeth knew a little from the human world and she knew 100 gold pieces is quite some.