Re: Main Auction Room - Izzy
Izzy was standing at the side of the stage waiting for her 'turn' on the auction block. She had no false hope that her brother would be there, slaves were hardly the sort to be attending an auction. Unless they were with their master but she didn't dare hope that would happen. No, the best she could hope for was that someone - not too bad - would buy her and she'd be able to bide her time until she could discover any information about her brother.
She didn't look her best, she knew that, a few times she'd backchatted the guards and been handed a beating for it. Though they tried not to damage her face too much. Her tattoos were visible on her arms and neck, whether they thought it would increase her price she didn't know. But, as she was shoved on stage, she figured she would soon find out.