The Vreaissetha Empire. Where it’s not a place of pride and honor lies an organized, rampant black market filled to the brim with everything illegal that you can imagine.

Merpeople were no different from any other 'creature' to be sold—fished fresher from the ocean just like Djuna, a merman with a captivating bright look and elegant scaly fin. He sat in his cramped cage tank. The price tag labeled on it was well over 470 silver.

"Selling a trinket for the eye!" Shouted his seller.