Fang looked up and nodded. *rise. Its time for work. But we have rules for slaves. Here. Read this.* he tossed over a scroll that said,

Rules.

1. Slaves will refer to owners as Master or Mistress.
2. Slaves will do what their told without question. Unless the request is strange, like robbing someone.
3. Slaves will speak when spoken to.
4. Slaves will not be allowed in certian places unless allowed.
5. Slaves may not leave without a paid fine.
6. Slaves are allowed free time every day. They can get more if they finish work quickly.
7. Slaves will be refered to as *slave,* *servant,* or by name. By name is rare.
8. More rules shall be added.

*growls silently just to look up without speaking*

Fang winced. *these are normal rules. Im sorry. Ill make sure that punishments arent harsh, and that life is good. But... I cant allow you to get by. You are still a slave. And you must follow the rules. Im sorry.* he looked away, and a tear rolled down his face.

*sighs*
"I know these are against rules to speak without being spoken too but I woukd give you a hug but I feel like I would get in more, it also isn't your fault....I'm sorry, I just shouldn't threatened anything..."

*reaches out and touches his arm*

Fang looks and smiles. *thank you. And Im sorry if Im rude in public. I have to, to all slaves. Im sorry I advance. Now, lets get going.* he holds a claw out and says, *touch it. And dont let go.*

*puts hand in his claw*

Fang closed his eyes and teleports, bringing you along.

You find yourself in a market, with dragons and humanoids everywhere. Fang takes out what looks like a collar and gives it to you. *put it on.*

*looks at it disgustingly, then puts it on grudgingly*

Fang winced. *you wear that, or some slaver whos worse than me will take you, or youll be killed. Again, Im sorry.*