Several horse-drawn carriages were parked on the clearing in front of the village.
The deafening sound of horses snorting echoed continuously.
A young man dressed in a loose fine wool robe jumped down from one of the carriages.
Beneath the brown-yellow long hair was a fair and handsome face.
The young man's gaze swept over Red and Kuisi before finally landing on Lynn.
He hurriedly stepped forward to stand before Lynn, speaking respectfully.
"You must be Master Lynn, right? I am Grayson Brown, introduced by Mr. George, the Slave Merchant."
Lynn nodded, "I am Lynn."
Receiving Lynn's affirmative response, Grayson visibly relaxed.
"Master Lynn, Mr. George mentioned you wanted to purchase slaves, but these slaves... they're all from the Shar Khanate."
Lynn's gaze turned toward the back of the carriages.
There, people with wheat-colored skin were sitting on the ground.
