(One long day)
[Character change Scar]
The clay cup in his hand gave felt strange in his hand, the smell of the sweet chocolate mixed with the cold natural nature of the world around him, yet each time he took a drink the clay touch and flavor mixed in with the sweet flavor of the hot chocalet.
When he saw Pyrrha walking towards them, he had decided to leave those two alone, they had their own issues to deal with and he had one thing's to think about.
From what people said he Adventurers were supposed to be like the strongest of the army or some sort if secret weapon everyone knew about and so didn't want to have it pointed at them.
Yet for whatever reason the guilds had essentially left their new recruits simply walk around doing nothing with no real training, how were they supposed to learn to adapt to each other's movements and coordinate with one another.
Yet he could see why they did this, they wanted for the teams to learn to get along with one another outside of combat. Their handler had shown them just that, he had watched the man as he covered them with blankets when they slept.
He took another drink and let warm flavor of the chocolate spread, this brought an unintentional smile to his face.
The free guard walked around keeping things in check, they numbered the Adventurers by eleven to one, some even matched some of he people he had seen in the guilds, in both power and skill. Yet for all of their power, the free guard seemed to be missing something the Adventurers had.
Scar allowed himself to think about his for a moment and he realized why, it was the same reason why people had begun to gather for the Exam and why people seemed to a no leg the people that wore the emblems of the guilds.
Regardless of who or what they are everyone didn't really know what to do, so people did the only thing they could they fell back on the positions of power that they knew. If it was a king, a knight, a priminister or whatever people turned to look at them for direction.
The whole game thing was only a distraction those few people in power were using to try and get somethings under control before people realized somethings were just plain out of hand for now on.
A large lizard pulling a wagon stood next to a horse who had a knight riding on it, who was speaking to a woman that had rabbit ears on her head. He allowed his mind to shift a bit and with the spark of power the clay cup crumbled into dust, his drink was gone and there was no point in keeping the clay cup.
As Scar walked he noticed that people began to change, no that wasn't right they had their own camps. Animal people gathered around more animal people, some kingdoms people gathered around their banners and so on.
This was going to cause trouble in the near future, yet there was another cam that was rowing in number, there was a group that had formed and had been taking request in order to go in adventures and do mental tasks.
It was no different from the workshop, but there as something about it that for all intended purposes Scar didn't like, he didn't know why but for some reason his instincts told him danger.
"Let's say lad look at these three beauties each one is in prime age for childbearing and if you want someone to clean and cook for you they are fully trained in it." A man announced to Scar as he waved at him to come over.
For a brief moment, Scar looked at the man, there was no reason for him to do so, nor was he interested in buying the women but he approached nonetheless.
"Ah, I see you see something you like." Said the man but to be honest Scar neither cared for anything that he said or did.
"Dear customer, there are certain rules one has to follow when they buy a slave from us. One you must hurt them, two even if they are slaves you are not allowed to mentally torture them and if you try to use magic on them or use them for some sort of an experiment. Then an alert will be given to the free guard and the adventurers." The man said as Scar looked at the three women.
"If they are slaves then why are there so many rules?" Scar asked the man.
"Hey man gave a slight smile. " Dear customer, do you take me for a fool? Slaves are people and people have or make those that grow to love them."
"If a person is sold and in the future should someone they care about both track and find the person they are looking for dead or broken, then whoever it might be will seek revenge and it won't just be against the people that did that."
The man let the words linger in the air before be simply said. "Leave there is nothing for you here. The fact that you even so much as ask such a thing proves that your intent was nothing more than something beyond cruel."
Scar heard the man say yet the only thing he could do was look at the three women in front of him.
"How much? and what can they do?" Scar said to the man while at the same time pointing at he emblem pinned to his jacket.
The wind blew as the man looked yet he did not back down regardless it was only after a minute that he closed his eyes and lowered his head.
"They are from several villages and town that were in ruins. The rules are simple no free rides, so if you can't pay either you become a slave or you leave."
"... That alone should tell you how bad the situation was. I already sold the ones that could only cook and clean, these can barely do that. So they do know how but they aren't very good at it." The man said either trying to get Scar to leave or simply show some sympathy towards the women. "
"They each are capable of doing unique but not so helpful work such as researching through documents in hundreds of books, simple healing techneeks and taking messages from one place to another."
"How much?" Scar repeated.
"Five silvers, slave that is left, is a slave that can't be sold..., ." the man said as he let his words longer, the implications of this went in more than one way.
Scar reached into his pocket and took out a bag filled with several silvers and handed five to the man, slowly a golden light shone around him and Scar found that a mark was now placed on his right hand.
"That mark will force the slaves to follow orders and not try to kill you." The man said before he signaled the women to walk up to scar.
"No refunds." The man said before walking away.