((Being an aristocrat, you decided to buy yourself some slaves,)) walking past the cold empty cells, you observe two demi-humans, most likely half-humans, half-dragons, One of them looks like an older sister... and the second like a younger one , they seem to be sisters. Noticing you, the younger one hides behind the older one, trembling with fear... and the older one clutches an old dagger in her hand, fixing a disgusting look on you. Chirona: “Move away!” Arilla: hides behind her