"[color=c4df9b]I bid twenty gold, and not a copper more![/color]" said the elf. And with those words, Vergu exhaled and thanked the gods for sparing the halfling's life. He was a good enough person, strong morals, a bit unwise, but over all goodhearted.
[color=red]"Twenty going once!"[/color] A pause followed.
[color=red]"Twice!"[/color] Shuffling from a woman in the crowd worried him, her eyes filled with hunger.
[color=red][b]"Thrice!"[/b][/color] The silence was deafening until finally,
[color=red]"Sold! I pray you know what you have signed yourself on to, sir."[/color] And with that, the halfling was brought off the stage to his new master. While Vergu did not have the best viewing angle to see them both, the elf was clearly speaking to the halfling and the halfling had a look of both worry and confusion.

While the momentary relief that the halfing was not going to be [i]immediately[/i] killed washed over him, Vergu was quickly brought back to reality when a guard untied him from a post and started to drag him by his long, unwashed hair to the podium. [color=orangered]"You are next, mutant,"[/color] the guard said all too pleased with himself after adding another successful insult to Vergu's stockpile. As he was dragged and shoved onto the podium, the auctioneer began describing Vergu to the crowd.

[color=red]"And here we have our last product for the morning! A recent addition to our stock, and a rarity at that! A half-orc with gray skin, a first for this auctioneer that is for sure!"[/color] The crowd had their oohs and ahhs about Vergu in that moment. [color=red] "Also it appears that this half-orc has had some...mutations on his left arm, possibly magical in origin. Sorcery is at work here ladies and gentlemen!"[/color] He says in the same tone that a circus ringleader speaks to a group of children. [color=red] We shall start the bidding at...70 gold!"[/color] The clamor of bids came shortly after, with Elias with predatory focus bidding repeatedly in order to intimidate other buyers, soon the variety of bidders began to thin. It was until the bid reached 150 gold that there were only two bidders, Elias and a lizardfolk of apparent noble blood.

[color=red]"150 gold! Bid is on Elias Strint! Going once!"[/color]