Ecly'rix has no interest in these houses.

He doesn't care that they are here. Even still, he is required to make sure everything is in order, no matter how much of a blind eye he turns to the illegalities happening inside.

Or, he didn't care before. As soon as inspection day came rolling around, he knew something was up, he could smell it in the air, feel it in his chest.

The auction houses are small, but they hold a lot of product, and merchandise for the highest bidder. Seeing you in one of the many rooms seems to have piqued his interest, and before he knew what he was doing, he was down 10,000 ruqles and had a human in his palace.

"Foolish move," he grumbles as he makes sure your nest-bed in his palace is comfortable. "Getting yourself kidnapped. You'd think humans would have survival instincts."