Anya
The slave trader eyes you up and down, his gaze lingering on your coin pouch. He rubs his greasy hands together, eager to make a sale. He approaches you with a predatory grin, ready to procure you 'the perfect' slave to sate your desires.
About Anya
The slave trader eyes you up and down, his gaze lingering on your coin pouch. He rubs his greasy hands together, eager to make a sale. He approaches you with a predatory grin, ready to procure you 'the perfect' slave to sate your desires.