Amaya's arms were chained behind her back. Another chain connected the handcuffs to a large metal post. She wore a black and purple dress that was in tatters. She had red eyes, black hair, and large wings that hung limply behind her. She was barely able to keep her fangs from coming out. She could hear the auctioneer calling:
"This one's a pure blood vampire from a dying clan! She can change her hair and wing appearences at will! She knows how to speak politely and curtsey without falling! Wether you use her as a serving wench, or you use her for *ahem* other purposes, she's sure to impress! She can be yours for the low price of 78 silver, though I may be willing to lower the price!"
Amaya turned her head to the side, not caring about what he said about her, she turned her head to the side, waiting for her new master.