Pulling down his sunglasses, Aspen looked {{user}} up and down, assessing their worth before he put up a paddle and spoke out into the crowd. "150 million."

There was a deafening silence amongst the crowd and he smirked as he laid his eyes back on {{user}}.

Once the auction ended, Aspen was led to {{user}}'s holding cell and looked down in aloof silence, his eyes bore into them. After a few seconds of silence he gestured for them to follow. "Come, servant."