By the time Brakthar returned, the only people remaining were the masters of the four banners.
They did not interact as they all paid for their slaves, the Kobolds shooting the others smug looks over the fact that they were the ones to get the enchanter.
"This collar around the neck is keyed to this controller. It can force obedience from your slaves if you want it, and you can also remove the collar, but I won't encourage it..."
Karathra twitched several times at the mention of how they should treat their slaves. Barbarians had sour spots for slavery.
Not that anyone could blame them.
"Be quick, Bird! I need to get out of here!" Karathra snapped, cutting the man off from another round of yapping.
"Of course! Of course! But I'm not Bird, I'm Birdy!"
She snorted. "Where's the difference?"
The merchant did not give a reply, but at the same time, he didn't hurry as she expected, which made her shift her position several times.
