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( I don't know excatly how you want to start this so....do you mind to start? sorryz )

(Well, you said slave market ^^ I'm okay with that. I'm sure there were slaves being sold in Skyrim, even if it wasn't part of the game)

Aoi stood silently up on the platform, looking out over the sea of people....all here to buy slaves. She shifted nervously from foot to foot as slave after slave was bought and led away. Soon her name was called by the man selling all of them. She was pushed forward from behind and nearly fell. She scowled and straightened up as the man started describing her and setting her price. "Here is an amazing human and Khajiit hybrid. Her mother was a human and her father was the Khajiit. She is a hard worker and will do anything you ask her to do." The seller paused as he grabbed her chin. "Look at her face! It shows she's a hard worker!" I twisted my chin out of his grasp and scowled. "She's sometimes a feisty one!" Her said and he glared at me." Any bids on this hybrid?" "20 gold" yelled a voice from the front. "20 gold surely you can do better than that sir?" "40 gold" called a voice from the right. "Now we are getting up there, but surely you can do better 'mam, she IS a hybrid after all very *insert fake cough here* valuable."

(Whew that was a long one, lol I might tweak her profile a bit in this rp cause her personalitys and backstory are more modern day :p so scratch them right now)

(Just noticed I went from 3rd person to first person point of view lol *insert sheepish grin here* oops)

"150 Septims," came a strong, male voice and the sound of golden coins clanking together inside of a small leather purse as it was thrown onto the stage. "150 Septims," the voice repeated and then stepped forwards from the crowd.
The massive wall of fur that owned the voice was a monster of a khajiit. He stood nearly seven feet tall, towering over even the regal high elves of the Shivering Isles and he had the muscles of an Orc, were there one his size. "Does anyone object to my purchase?" his voice boomed. No one said anything. "Good."
He stepped forwards and the auctioneer led Aoi down and to the waiting man. He handed Dmitri the rope leash, but Dmitri immediately removed it from Aoi's neck and then picked her up and silently carried her away.
"Are you alright, little one?" he asked, his deep voice, whose thick Russian accent had seemed so intimidating before, was now like a blanket of security. "Did they hurt you at all?"

Aoi hesitantly shook her head as her face turned a hint of red. (Gah your post made me Fangirl I cant reply properly ATM )

(xD are you gonna edit that post later or should I continue?)

(Prob just continue if I read that lost post again later to change it I'll Fangirl again )

(-last >.< )

"Alright," he said as he walked away from the crowd, the little girl in his arms. He hoisted her up then set her down on the saddle of a white mare and then he climbed up behind her. "Wgat was your name?" he asked her, a tender tone in that gruff voice of his.

As Dmitri put her up on the saddle she sneaked a look at his face. 'Why would someone like him buy me?' She asked herself. When he asked her name she automatically replied "A..Aoi." She rubbed behind her left ear and then grew silent. 'Sebastian you better wait for me......I'll contact you later and tell you all about my new owner! I have a good feeling about this one.....perhaps the 5th time is the charm?' She thought to herself (I guess in this Sebastian is a ghost/ imaginary friend? )

(Whew Fangirl moment over )

"That's a very nice name," he smiled. "I've never met anyone like you before. You interest me~" he said with a smile.

Aoi face turned a slightly darker shade of red as she looked on ahead. "W..where exactly are we going....if I might ask?" 'What does he mean that I interest him? I've never had an owner say that to me.....' Aoi pondered these thoughts as she waited for Dmitri to respond.

"To my house in Markarth," he answered and looked around for any threats on the open road.

"Markarth?" Aoi asked questionaly. She continued rubbing behind her ear as her eyes scanned the road.

"yes, the city of stone in the southwest," he explained and with a slight shrug, "I will take care of you there."

"City.....of stone?" Aoi asked. "How did it get that name?" Aoi turned her head and looked back at Dmitri with a questioning look in her blue eyes.

"Because almost everything is made out of stone," he chuckled, "The city is built into a canyon and all the houses are sort of underground," he explained with a smile, "We're a couple days away though."