You were born in a small elf village, Your village was slaughtered by rogues a larger species that had exceptional abilities and skill. You’d been considered a maid or servant since you were about 10, now you are 18 you have been moved to auction for an official owner to keep you.

You stood on the stage looking down at your bare feet, your dirty white dress hugging your figure, they hadn’t bothered to wash you before presenting you.