Levitica peered over hos counterparts, he'd never seen a slig bid before, only as a valet to more established glukkons...such as himself, today however he hadn't brought any company along for he so detested the spawn that resided in his factory, barely able to calm themselves labourers. When two hundred mudokons entered the bidding area Levitica's eyes narrowed, he had ample stock as it was and he could them cheap from any barracks, ten thousand seemed steep.
"Any injuries?" He pressed, "Because an injury would bring the prices crashing down to about £400,"
[ac] Levitica picks up bidding token.
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Oh yeah, fair point. Maybe he was just tortured until he lost consciousness.
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