Welcome to Gaia! ::

The name says it all.... It is the city that was once the original slave market but becuase of a mass of escaped slaves, this city burned to the ground leaving ruined buildings and the old cells that held slaves so long ago.

Now the slaves that escape return here to hide knowing that masters and the traders do not go into such a place fearing the ghosts and souls of the slaves that died there.....

Raxus walked amongst the wasted ruins of the old city, whistling happily as he could still smell smoke and brimstone from the war that had torn through the city. He noticed a small sliver of reflected light come from the window of an abandoned house. Raxus steps into the bleak, decaying building and eventually finds a collared Drow. He approaches her and smiles. "Hello there, what slave pit did you manage to crawl out of?"

Raxus raises an eyebrow. "I saw the light glint off of your collar in the window. I'm not a slaver....well, not anymore. You have nothing to fear from me. May I ask your name sister drow?" He gently kisses the ladies hand, trying to show he meant no harm to her.

Outside, a troop of slaver guards are patrolling the city, looking for stragglers amongst the ruins, as well as the slaves they had lost when their dark elf had escaped.

Raxus sighs. "I did not lead them here, I used to be a master, I headed a large slave trading organization for my god, but I left that and settled down out in the middle of nowhere."

The slavers burst through the door, each slaver has a pistol in his hand. Raxus looks to the drow woman. "Wait here." A black sword appears in Raxus' hand and he ambushes the patrol, there were about 5 of them. The old drow smiles as he cuts down the slaver's, his black blade cutting them like butter, the skin around their grievous wounds turning into ash. Raxus returns to the woman, blood and ash on his clothing and sword arm. "There, they're all dead...."

Raxus sits on the edge of the bed. "In my time alone I spend it traveling, its only a coincidence that I'm here. As for you leaving, what Drow City do you think will accept you back? Menzoberranzan would never accept you back. You seem to forget our culture sister. No matter how respected a member of any house you are, if you're enslaved, no one will accept you. That is a fact, slave's are the lowest rung of our society. Even our own people will be placed on that rung if they're captured and sold, no matter if they achieve freedom. If you try to return to our people, you will be rejected. Where will you go sister?"

Raxus stands up, beginning to wipe off the ashy bloodstains.

Raxus finally pieced together how the woman had lighter skin. "You were born of a surface elf? Interesting, I'm assuming to try and make peace? Well then...."

Raxus gets up, gently kissing her cheek. "Safe travels Llatheri...We will meet again, very soon." The old dark elf leaves the residence, disappearing from sight in an instance. He could kidnap Llatheri, and force the surface elves, possibly some dark elves, to their knees.