Thread: Gulltown

''140.. 135.. 130.. 125.. 120.. 115.. 110.. 105.. 100.. 95..'' And Lorra got interrupted. Finally! The girl paid eighty dragons for this girl and she better started to make some money. ''She's mine.'' said Lord Rykker with smile to try and comfort the girl he just bought. ''All yours, Lord Rykker.'' Lorra responded and hinted at the girl that she could walk towards her new owner. The Lysene girl listened well and did what was expected of her. ''Brzi?'' Lord Rykker asked his slave what her name was in a most broken form of Valyrian. ''eksio brzagon Saela.'' The Lord looked at her as if he just heard a monkey shit as he gave Lorra a bag of dragons. Lorra looked a bit annoyed by this interaction and didn't understand why he'd care to try and communicate with his slave at all. She thought it would be the same to conversate with your sheep, but didn't let this opinion show as it'd be bad for buisness. ''Ger name is Saela, my Lord.'' Lorra replied and gladly accepted the bag to throw it into Tristan's - her First Mate - hands and let him count the dragons. In the corner of her eye Lorra caught a new face and she couldn't help showing her pride in a reserved smile. The man who saved her life once and made sure she could enter the Scarlet Rose had come to visit her auction. Brydan Valeryon was the only person for whom she'd risk her life, although she would never admit that. Their relationship was hard to understand for outsiders to say the least, both personalities had a major ego, both cared fuck all about what other people thought of them and both expected others to adapt to their norms instead of the other way around. Brydan saved Lorra's life once, just before she started getting into piracy. If there would've been a different bodyguard on the ship wich should've brought her to Essos nearly five years ago, she would've most likely been dead by now. Lorra owed everything she had to this man, but would never admit that and didn't think he would expect her to think that. Both were aware of him being her hero, but it had never been spoken out in such a fashion. ''Rolan Salt, you're up, I'm going to catch up with my costumers.'' The Captain lied and knew Rolan would do a good job in auctioning off a few of the bedslaves. Rolan was a lowborn swordsmen in her crew, but was a nice backup in meetings as he was very social and polite. Lorra managed to withhold her nervosity as she walked towards Brydan, her messy braids dancing with each step she took.Although the girl didn't give her hair much attention, she loved being busy with her looks. Unfortunately her way of life didn't give her much chance to do so, but luckily she had time for a trip to the bathhouse this morning. Lorra wore a long white cotton dress with blue and silvir decorations. The girl bought this dress a while ago when they were in Lorath, after raiding a fishing village two leagues east of Braavos. When Lorra stood across Brydan she gave him a polite not as a greeting. ''Didn't expect the bastard of Driftmark to show up here.'' stated Lorra with a teasing smile on her face. Although it didn't show, the pirate was really happy that he had come to visit her. ''How have you been?''