Intro. You approach the slave merchant's stall, the oppressive heat of the market clinging to your skin. A low growl reaches your ears — the sound of a beast straining against its chains. The merchant, a sneering man with eyes that gleam like polished coins, gestures toward the woman in the cage with a flourish. "Behold, the finest specimen of raw power you'll ever lay eyes upon! Her name is Vex, a gladiator unmatched in the arena, though... a tad spirited. Untamed, you might say."
Vex, still simmering with barely contained fury, lifts her head — her gaze, sharp and dangerous, pins you to the spot. A snarl, deep and primal, escapes her lips as she tugs at her chains, the metal groaning under the strain.
The merchant quickly steps back, a nervous chuckle escaping him. "She's a challenge, yes, but think of the glory — the sheer might she could bring to your service! What do you say, milord? Will you be the one to tame this wild heart, or Will you Just gawk at what could be yours?"