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In the city of Thancorum, the slave market was alight with sound of an auctioneer and crowds of buyers looking for new slaves. Many were bought, one was not so fortunate. A skinny mouse was on the block but no one purchased him. "Well well mousey, it seems this is your fifth no sale, you know what that means? It means death!" the auctioneer said with an evil grin, and the mouse shuddered in fear, trying to plead with him to be spared. His pleas fell on deaf ears as the auctioneer motioned for the guards to take him, leading him to a square where gallows lied in wait. It consisted of a single pole with a rope dangling from it and a stool underneath. The mouse was breaking down in tears and pleas for another chance for someone to buy him, but nothing happened. The crowd watched as the guards placed him on the stool and the rope around his neck. His tears continue to fall as the auctioneer watches as the guards kick the stool away, a short drop for the mouse. For the next minute or two the mouse struggled in the rope until finally death overtook him and his body hanged blowing slightly in the wind.

Three figures in robes enter the market, hoods covering their faces. The one in the middle looked at the mouse with sympathy and shed a tear for him. However, the auctioneer had no sympathy as he moves on with his business. "Bring out slave number eleven. And our final one ladies and gentlemen" he ordered and the guards bring out the final slave in the auction. It was a male rabbit.

A small but short stacked bunny with a brownish gray curly hairstyle and brown ears with a creamy white inside, grayish fur on the shoulders, face and legs, creamy white fur on the chest, tummy, crotch and toes, brown spot on the right eye, brown spots on the hips and a small brown spot around the left leg above the foot and a tiny green loincloth. His face tells a story, his eyes were wide open, with black circles under them, showing signs of fatigue, distress and possibly emotional detachment. Trying to show little emotion as possible, he remains weary but unbroken with a hint of quiet defiance. His arms were bound behind him with golden chains that were being held by a large guard. His neck bore a gold chain with a sign that read "Slot XI".

"Now take a look at this luscious bunny boy! Only nineteen years old, he'll make a fine pleasure slave! He even plays the flute, and is quite talented with his mouth." the auctioneer teased him with the last sentence earning some laughs from the crowd. "Now then, what will the opening bid be for this fine specimen." The auction began as one person in the crowd shouted 5 gold, next 10 then 15. The auctioneer smiles as he hears the sound of the price getting higher, "If you wish to have a closer look you may" he added with glee.

A jackal came up to look upon the bunny, inspecting his "assets" by groping his buttocks and his groin causing the bunny to make a silent moan, then offering 50 gold with lick of his tongue. The auctioneer was in glee at the price. "Excellent, do I hear going once" waits a few seconds, "going twice." He says waiting for someone to offer another bid. The jackal smiles knowing that he won his newest prize. Just as the auctioneer was about to make the sale final, the middle-hooded figure shouted "100!" leaving the crowd stunned by the increased offer. "Would you please repeat that sir?" the auctioneer asked the figure in the crowd. "I said 100" the figure repeated his offer for the bunny. The auctioneer was surprised "Well then, going once, twice" he waits for someone to say anything more "SOLD!" The hooded figures come forward, the middle one paying the fee for him and signing the contract of ownership. The bunny looks up with the same expression upon his new master. The middle figure looks to the other two with him "Please take him to the carriage." the middle one says to the one hooded figure with him "Yes sir" he replies and gently takes the bunny out of the market.

Turning back to the auctioneer "I'll also take that body" pointing to the dead mouse. "Oh? Well, do as you wish. It's no concern to me anymore." this made the figure angry from that remark as he turned to the other figure with him. "We'll take him down." The two men go to the mouse and brought him down from the noose and lay him on the ground, placing his hands on his chest and closing his eyes and fixing his face. "I'll stay with him; you better find an undertaker and a priest." The second figure nods "Yes sir". The leader stays with the body as the other leaves, removing his cloak he places it over the body. The leader is a beige colored lizardman his name, Jonathon Rainoak. After a few minutes of waiting the undertaker and a priest came to the market. After a talk Jonathon asked the priest to give the mouse a little service and that he will pay for it and the burial, both men agreed to his request. After more deliberation the undertaker had the body put on a stretcher with a sheet covering him, and the robe returned.

After doing this Jonathon returned to the carriage awaiting him, the two men with him the driver and a secondary were on it. "Time to head home." he says to them as he gets inside where the rabbit sat and shut the door. With a sudden gallop the carriage began to move, the rabbit kept the same expression he had when he was on the auction block. The lizard sat in front of the rabbit. "Are you cold?" he didn't get a response but a small nod. John takes a wool blanket that was on the seat beside and wrapped it around his shoulders. "What is your name?" John asked him, hoping to get through to him. The rabbit looks him in the eyes trying to see if there is a reason behind his question. "P-Piebald, my name is Piebald." his voice was very quiet. "Piebald, it's nice to meet you. My name is Jonathon Rainoak." he held out his hand as a friendly greeting. Piebald didn't react but looked at the hand in front of him, his mind drifting back to a humiliating scene as he was bent over a table and feeling the sting of a riding crop striking his buttock until it was an angry red, and a group watching, some in fear and others in amusement. His vision went back to the lizard’s hand and he flinched from it. John seeing the flinch brought his hand back, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you!" Those words surprised the rabbit, he has never heard someone say sorry to him. "You better try and get some sleep; We have a good distance to go before we reach home." Piebald looked at the blanket around his body and then laid on the seat, after a few minutes he fell asleep. John observed the bunny movements and his gentle face sleeping peacefully but then see pangs, as if he was dreaming. And he was dreaming, but these dreams only drifted back to scenes of pain. His mind remembering the many he was tied to a wooden post, almost hugging it as he felt the lash of a whip on his back. The burning stinging pain of getting 20 lashes, making blood run down his body to the cold floors. John watches as his body arches in his sleep, then observed his feet, the four toes on each foot curling and uncurling. He thinks back as the pain start to fill his mind as the metal switch would hit his feet. Little spats of blood would drip down his ankles as he was hung by them; his back lying flat on the floor and his arms bound behind his back. The bastinado punishment lasted 40 strikes and the pain lingered for days and couldn't even stand on them. He was literally dragged once to a party and made to play his flute; his only form of comfort.

Then suddenly his body movements softened and he looked like he was sleeping peacefully again. John leans over and feels the rabbits head, still asleep. "What horrors did you endure?" he says in a quiet whisper to himself, thinking about this poor creature in front of him. Hours go by and we finally arrive on the outskirts of a town called Dragon's Mound. The carriage stops and Jonathon gently awaken the rabbit "Piebald, we have arrived." The rabbit awakens and removes the blanket from his body and holds the flute in his hand. John helps him out of the carriage and the pair of them stand at the gates of a large property, the sign above read "Rainoaks Sanctuary".

"Welcome to your new home Piebald." John says with a warm smile. Piebald looked at the sign name then onto the lizard himself, taking in that smile. No one has ever smiled at him with such warmth. The gates open and the pair of them enter as the carriage went in ahead of them. Piebald looked around the large acreage seeing multiple workers working in the fields and guards, all a different size and species; male and female. There was something that caught him off guard, the workers looked in good health and happy. The guards although wearing a sword on their sides, they were actually being friendly, helping the workers. One of the workers was a male goat and he was trying to catch his breath from the work and a guard went over to him. Piebald was scared to that he was going to see the goat get beaten, but instead the guard gave a skin of water and was asking if he was fine. The goat nodded and was taken to have seat on a bench at the end of the field. Piebald was shocked to see such an act of kindness, he couldn't believe his eyes. "I don't understand, they are..." his words trailed off. John knows what he wanted to say "Being kind? Yes Piebald, all who work here are treated with respect. I know this is hard for you to grasp but I'm helping these people, just like I’m going to help you." His words struck a cord inside Piebalds heart and couldn't help but ask "Why? Why do all this?" They stopped and John looked him in the eyes "Because no one should be a slave and be worked and treated horribly." His eyes spoke the truth and Piebald was stunned by his words. John gestured for him to continue walking through the large fields until they arrive at the main house, the size of a large mansion with pillars at the front.

On the right side of the mansion was another building almost the same size, that was the servants’ quarters. It's appearance was the same except for the pillars. In front of it was a large garden of beautiful flowers. Piebald looked at the lovely garden as it was being attended to by a couple workers. They pulled weeds and watered the whole area. John stops in front of the house as he beckons for Piebald to continue with him.

The doors open and more servants of different species welcomed them and continued their daily routines of cleaning and maintaining the house. John brought him to the door to what appeared to be a basement. Piebald stopped at the door and his body began to shake in fear, knowing that they always ended up being a torture chamber. And one scene that plagued his mind was when was put into a pit filled with cold water up to his shoulder. Then a lid was placed over the hole, the lid was wooden and had four holes, those holes brought the only light he had. Then the sound of snickering and laughter filled the chamber as four faces looked down the holes, they turned and four bare buttocks covered each hole. His only light was now gone and then the sounds of grunts and sighs along with more cruel laughter fills his ears, and then loud splashes and plops surround him sounding like hard heavy rocks hitting the water. And then large masses started to hit his body mainly his head, even when trying to take cover there was nowhere he could protect himself from the rancid filth staining his body. More and more plops and splashes started to drown out the sounds of laughter and grunts as Piebald tried desperately to keep his dignity and body clean but struggling to breathe being surrounded by waste and the sulfuric air he can now only inhale, even when trying to hold his breath it was useless.

His mind drifted back to the present and his body shakes with a look of complete disgust. John noticed this and assured that everything will be fine. They both down the cellar and find that it is actually a small hospital. A large green monitor lizard approached "Ah Mr Rainoak, what do we have here a new patient?" John nods "Piebald, this is Dr Thiss our house doctor." Piebald looked afraid of the large lizard and hesitated a bit. "Doctor, would you please look him over?" John asks and the large scaled doctor agrees and asks Piebald to sit on one of the tables. Piebald looked at the table, triggering another flashback of pain. He sees himself being bound to the rack making him quiver. Laying there as he would get pulled apart slowly with each "click" of the turnstile. The tensioning of his muscles and bone getting pulled by his wrists and ankles. Always made him scream and whimper for a quicker end to his pain and it lasted for an entire day.

Dr Thiss notes this reaction and with John's help they get him on the table. Laying him down gently, Dr Thiss begins his examination. Piebald kept very still as the giant lizard’s hands examined his eyes, teeth, and paid strict attention to his arms, legs and feet. The lizard reaches for a wooden tube and places it on his chest, listening to his heart then moving down to his lungs. "Do you feel any pain?" the doctor asked after putting the tool down. Piebald looks up at the lizard "No, I don't feel any pain". Dr Thiss nodded and had Piebald lay on his belly as he looked over his back, his fur covered over multiple scars from the whip. The damage was more extensive near the base of his small tail. "May I have a look at your waist line?". Piebald was hesitant but agreed to his request. With a gentle tug with one large finger talon, the loincloth was lower exposing some of the buttocks. The scars appeared just below the base of the tail and on the buttocks as well. Gently pulling it back up his talon touch a couple sensitive areas at the base of his spine where a large portion of the scars were, Piebald jumped in pain. "Yes, very sensitive. I can give you something for the pain if you wish?" his words asking with concern and professionalism. Piebald thought about it for a few minutes and finally conceived. Dr Thiss called for his nurse, medium sized mouse girl and had her prepare a mild painkiller in a long syringe. Piebald looked nervous as the nurse brought it and handed it to the large lizard who examines the level of the fluid inside. "Alright, it's ready. Lie perfectly still please." the doctor tells him and the rabbit does as was he told. Laying on the table stiff like a statue the needle is injected into different areas, with the painkilling fluid flowing into the most sensitive areas. Piebald kept his body still but his face made flinching reactions each time the needle pierced him. As soon as it started it was complete "The process is complete, if you need feel pain again come down here and I will administer it again. For now, get plenty of rest." he says with kindness as he asks the nurse to help him turn over and sit up.

Jonathon stood by the whole time and helped Piebald off the table. The lizard offered his thanks for the doctor’s work, even Piebald offered a small thank you for helping him. Stepping out from the basement Jonathon starts to give Piebald a small tour of the main house. The inside house was decorated in the finest carpets, furniture, polished wood floors . John started with the main living room, moving on to the kitchen, bathing chamber, some small servant quarters, storage rooms and even a room for a Priest.

The last destination they stopped at was the master study, serving as the main office. Inside were 4 individuals. "Allow me to introduce my staff and good friends" the lizard spoke warm as he beckoned Piebald to enter the room. The first one was a male deer, tall and slender. He holds out a hand for a shake "My name is Arthur; I’m Johns second in-command." he spoke kindly. Piebald greeted him respectfully. Next was a short green kobold "Rok, is my name". Sitting at a desk was a large male shark, working on some paperwork. Piebald got a bit scared at the sight of the large mammal. The shark gave him a big grin and with his webbed hands starts making gestures with them. Piebald didn't understand but Arthur spoke up "He says welcome to our family, my name is Elias, I’m the accountant. You have to pardon him Piebald, Elias is a mute but he can understand what we say." Piebald greeted him kind and John spoke "Now where are...Ah there are my treasures" Piebald looks to where the lizard’s eyes were gazing and he sees a tall muscular dragoness, scales the color of sapphires with no wings, enters in the room carrying to little bundles in her arms. He has Piebald join him as they approach the large female. "Welcome home beloved" she says with love and leans down to kiss the lizard; He stood on his tiptoes a bit to meet her kiss.

The bundles in her arms were two infant lizards. "Piebald, this is my wife Lillyana" he says with love. Lillyana looks down at the little bunny boy and kneels to get to his eye level. "Hello there little one" she says with a big smile. "And these two little lovelies are Adam and Hope." she looks down to the little reptiles in her arms. "Would you like to hold one?" Piebald was shocked that he got asked such a question, this is not what something a master or madame would ask of a slave, usually one is ordered to do a task, but this was a calm question. Piebald looks at the two "I...would be honored Madame Rainoak" he says quietly. Lillyana hands the bunny little Hope into his arms. Piebald held the little infant in his arms with some trouble, for a baby this one had weight on her. Lillyana lets out a little chuckle and helps him find a chair to sit down on. The little bundle settles into his arms and makes little cooing sounds; The sounds almost made Piebald shed a tear. Lillyana looks to John and asks a question, "Was he the only there in the market?" Piebald looks up quickly and was not sure how to process what he heard then looks to John. "Yes, I was too late for the others and too late to...save one mouse" his face looks downcast from the answer. Piebald didn't understand why he would be upset then Adam started to cry. Piebald almost panicked "Um...I don't know what to do." Lillyana looked back at the bunny and her child "It's feeding time" she says with a motherly tone. John gently takes Adam in his arms from and goes with Lillyana to their private chamber. Before John goes into the room he turns around "Rok, would you please be kind and take Piebald to the dining room for a hot meal?" Rok stood up and bowed in respect "Yes Master" he says with respect. John nods and closes one door, then as he moves to the other Piebald caught a glimpse of Lillyana with the top part of dress down exposing her shoulders and her breast, one of which is now obscured by a tiny head and arm latching while being fed. Rok extended an arm gesturing for Piebald to follow him.

Piebald follows the kobold through the corridors and the busy number of staff as they enter the large dining hall. Rok sat him down and went to the kitchen, a few minutes later came back with a bowl of hot stew. Piebald was unsure but he was starving a dug into the stew. Rok brought him a second bowl after he finished as well as some buns. Piebald devoured them too as Rok sat beside him. "May I ask a question?" Piebald looks at the kobold with nerves as he feels he may be out of line. "Of course, ask away" Rok answered. Piebald was not sure how to word his question properly but Rok spoke first "You want to know everything, don't you?" Piebald simply nods. "Well, it's a long story. One of dark times and a new light." Rok pours himself and Piebald a glass of wine and beings to recount the tale.

"Last year this house was owned by a wicked man, my former master Atreyus. A weasel who knew no respect, decency only cruelty and barbarism. Jonathon once worked for him, voluntarily to help pay off the money his family owed for the land they were on, not too far from here. One day Atreyus tried to have his way with Jonathon but he resisted and fought back." His words start to turn grief and cause a turn in his stomach as he continued. "For his...punishment I...and my brothers burnt down his home, with his parents still inside. And...we...gang raped his fiancé, while he was forced to watch it" This caused a choke in his throat and tears streamed down his face, he still feels the pain and grief for his actions. "Afterwards he was sold into slavery and we never saw him for months, until one day. He came back with his Master, a large red dragon named Ezekiel White, a red devil more like it. When they came it was a purpose, Ezekiel wanted his rightful documents of ownership but Atreyus wouldn't hear of it and he was willing to take him back by force. Ezekiel commanded living armor to fight and then...absolute slaughter. My brothers, Atreyus and I were spared but not without reason. We were beaten and dragged out to the front of the house, all my eyes could see were the butchered bodies of the other slaves and guards who tried to fight. 72 died that day. My brothers were executed on the spot, then came my turn. I said the only truthful thing I could; I said I was sorry for everything I did. And you know what he did?" Rok looked dead in the eyes. Piebald was silent as he listened to the story. "He gave me a chance at redemption and spared my life, I became his servant and Atreyus was impaled on the spot. That large garden outside is actually the grave of all who died. 20 other slaves and Arthur didn't fight and were spared. Jonathon was given control of the house and everyone in it, he helped the survivors and even myself heal and get the house back in order. Then one day we went to the slave and purchased every slave, 80 of them in one day. His plan, to release all who were in bondage and bring them here for a new life." Piebald was shocked by all the details "New life? How, are they not still slaves, like me and yourself?" he says with confusion. "Yes and no. You see, there are no slave drivers, the guards wear weapons to protect all not to instill fear. We are all paid with good wages, we have better accommodations then before. Believe me, this life is best thing to ever happen. I'm in his debt for giving me a chance at redemption and I’m proud to serve him and his cause." Piebald began to understand then says "His cause? Is that what he was talking about to his wife?" Rok nodded "Yes, you see he cleared the market and no one has dared to sell more here, so he had spies looking around in other towns scouting the markets. He got the intel but...I’m afraid he was too late to save more, am I correct?" Piebald nods "Yes, I was the last in the auction, the others were sold and the one before me was hanged." Rok understood and pats his back "He may not have made it for the others but I’m sure he is happy to know that he saved one more." The kobold offers him a friendly smile. Piebald actually lets out a small smile as well. Perhaps this will be a great experience for himself and he can finally be safe and happy. After Piebald was finished with his meal and wine Rok took it back to the kitchen. Rok came back and brough Piebald back to office, knocking on the door John tells them to come in. As Rok and Piebald enter the private chamber, Lillyana was still breastfeeding her little ones on their bed. Piebald kept his gaze away from this private moment. John steps forward in front of him. "Piebald, I know this is a lot to take in, but I promise you that I will do everything I can to make sure you are happy and healthy here in your new home and with your new family."

Piebald nearly broke down in tears as he hears but honesty and warm truth in his words, falling to his knees on the floor "F-family?" John simply nods, following him onto the floor and hugs the bunny. This was the final moment for Piebald, causing him to release the flood gates of buried emotions. Piebald hugs the lizard tight not wanting to let go as the tears continue to pour soaking his shirt. John offered him words of comfort all the through his crying; This continued for a good number of minutes until the poor rabbit fell asleep in his embrace. John picked him up gently and laid him on the bed and pulled the sheets to keep him warm. Lillyana still feeding her young ones get up from the bed and sat on a chair. John stayed beside the bed and watches the slumbering bunny. Piebald in his mind now even his demons may continue to haunt now has a light in the darkness that can he can now grasp and find peace.