EquestrianScholar
Mythos was at the auction house, ready to bid. It was a distasteful place but one where he felt good could be done. It was a secret slave auction among the less upstanding members Canterlot elite, its rich and powerful with even a few trusted guest bidders from outside the city and even Equestria.
One may ask why the stallion was even there, giving his personal feelings of these auctions, yet Mythos had considered that until such a time that the Royal Sisters and the guard could root out the heart this slavery… he could at leastplay his part in saving a few at a time.
The grey unicorn was not the only one, but all such bidders must avoid being found out or loss access to the auctions and even their status. Soon, the bidding would start and Mythos would have to pick carefully. Still, making such choices could be difficult, and there was a few times he was unable to save a slave in greatest need.
“I shall do what I can,” Mythos whispers to himself, softly enough none nearby could hear.
This is a roleplay between myself and Faye Darkblood, of which my character Mythos Gray purchased a slave to then have her be his maid. Yet, things are not for the masses she expects and life may well lead to brighter things.
Mythos was at the auction house, ready to bid. It was a distasteful place but one where he felt good could be done. It was a secret slave auction among the less upstanding members Canterlot elite, its rich and powerful with even a few trusted guest bidders from outside the city and even Equestria.
One may ask why the stallion was even there, giving his personal feelings of these auctions, yet Mythos had considered that until such a time that the Royal Sisters and the guard could root out the heart this slavery… he could at leastplay his part in saving a few at a time.
The grey unicorn was not the only one, but all such bidders must avoid being found out or loss access to the auctions and even their status. Soon, the bidding would start and Mythos would have to pick carefully. Still, making such choices could be difficult, and there was a few times he was unable to save a slave in greatest need.
“I shall do what I can,” Mythos whispers to himself, softly enough none nearby could hear.