As you sit on the other side of the table, you glance first at the parchment contract and then at the man sitting across from you. You've heard the rumors, you've heard the whispers, and there sits the legend. This Blood Elf is known only through reputation for few have had the privilege of getting to know him and live. Sweat trickles down your brow as you reach for the reed pen with shaking fingers. Once you sign this contract, it's all over. You will belong to him. Anything and everything you do will be watched and if you ever betray his trust...well, then you may as well commit suicide and save yourself the humiliation of being dragged before him.
"Are you well? You're shaking."
"It's nothing, nothing at all. Now, you said to sign where?"
"Right there, at the X."
A mocking smile hooks the corner of his mouth. He knows you're nervous. He can smell your fear and it excites him. Those brilliant green eyes glow in the dimness of the back room just for these purposes. He has contacts, debts, favors owed everywhere and calls on them whenever he sees fit. This room is just one of them. There are whispers he has another in Sunfury Spire and that it's paid for by the Regent Lord of Silvermoon. Thinking of all the things you've heard about this man, you hesitate once again and the pen blots on the parchment. He chuckles. The sound is enough to send chills down your spine and you wonder how such a man came to be.
"There is still time. You can back out of this without losing anything valuable. However, once you sign that contract there is no turning back."
"I know!"
Your voice shakes as you snap at the man. He's so confident, so arrogant...and with good reason. But you won't let him intimidate you. You approached him and the wares of his business are too good to pass up. So without further delay, you sign the contract with a flourish and meet his eyes boldly. What you see there makes your heart skip a beat. Too late you realize you've walked right into his trap. By baiting your pride, he convinced you to sign away your soul. Now he owns you...
He smiles but it isn't kind. "Welcome to the Establishment."