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About seven humans, monster hunters it seems, are bringing in a sealed box made of metal. It's about the size of a full-grown fey, and it's marked with 'fragile - live cargo - dangerous cargo'

Something inside slams against the walls, nearly knocking over the hunters before they manage to wrestle it into the pre-auction containment. The door opens... and there is seemingly nothing inside.

The hunters place a tag on the enclosure - 'Prince of Fearsome Critters; Starting Bid 500,000 gold'

 a few ravens flit around the area, seemingly examining the box

 They hear what sounds like a little girl crying loudly, but nothing is visible. Then, the box is slammed into several times, an invisible force moving it a couple inches each time as the voice roars in rage and despair.

*hrmmmmm… someone give me a character idea…*

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 They hear what sounds like a little girl crying loudly, but nothing is visible. Then, the box is slammed into several times, an invisible force moving it a couple inches each time as the voice roars in rage and despair.

 one of the ravens hops closer. "anyone in there?" it whispers

 *The box was opened, but placed in an enclosure beforehand. Think like a zoo.*

The sobbing goes silent. The raven feels something reminiscent of fingers on its head, gently petting it. "Please, little bird... bring me a corpse, if you would be so kind..." It's a whisper, masculine this time.

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*hrmmmmm… someone give me a character idea…*

 *rat!*

 *Uhhhhhhhh… sure!*

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 *The box was opened, but placed in an enclosure beforehand. Think like a zoo.*

The sobbing goes silent. The raven feels something reminiscent of fingers on its head, gently petting it. "Please, little bird... bring me a corpse, if you would be so kind..." It's a whisper, masculine this time.

 more birds hop closer. "easy. you have to give me something though"

 "What is it that you desire, great spirit?" Comes a feminine whisper. There is a faint, cold breeze flowing through the enclosure, growing the grass long and yellow.

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 "What is it that you desire, great spirit?" Comes a feminine whisper. There is a faint, cold breeze flowing through the enclosure, growing the grass long and yellow.

 "I'm not picky. just something you'd regret giving me" a nearby Raven shivvers

 "I'm afraid... I don't have that..." A beastly voice replies. Suddenly, the Raven Man is no longer in an enclosure, nor separated. They are in a field in the dead of autumn, with strange creatures sleeping in the wheat and tall grass. Twisted humanoids dance around a bonfire, their bodies contorting in impossible ways. "But I can share with you!" They all howl in unison. Threads of steel are connecting them to the earth, controlling their movements as though they were upside-down marionettes.

A being, seen yet unseen, unignorable yet easily overlooked, sits cross-legged behind the flames, taking up the entire sky. The metal cords reach down from its innumerable fingers. "Please, little bird... bring me a corpse, if you would be so kind..."  The being implores once more.

The sounds of gunfire consume the scene as smoke overwhelms the senses. When it clears, it was as if it were nothing but a well-remembered dream.

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 "I'm afraid... I don't have that..." A beastly voice replies. Suddenly, the Raven Man is no longer in an enclosure, nor separated. They are in a field in the dead of autumn, with strange creatures sleeping in the wheat and tall grass. Twisted humanoids dance around a bonfire, their bodies contorting in impossible ways. "But I can share with you!" They all howl in unison. Threads of steel are connecting them to the earth, controlling their movements as though they were upside-down marionettes.

A being, seen yet unseen, unignorable yet easily overlooked, sits cross-legged behind the flames, taking up the entire sky. The metal cords reach down from its innumerable fingers. "Please, little bird... bring me a corpse, if you would be so kind..."  The being implores once more.

The sounds of gunfire consume the scene as smoke overwhelms the senses. When it clears, it was as if it were nothing but a well-remembered dream.

 "g-got any preferences?"

 *Sorry for the delay, I was baking cookies with my mom*

"I am confident that you will make the right choice." The unseen creature now speaks in the voice of the first raven that spoke. "You will see such beautiful things, Slaugh... I can feel it..."

*2.5: If you play a creature on the auction list please i beg you don't make it weird. The existence of this market does lie in the moral gray area, as most fey dealings do, but let's be responsible about it, okay? You're allowed to be serious, but we are here just to play a game. 

You mean weird like in the not DBB appropriate way, right? We can make it weird, but child friendly, right?*

*helllo*

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*helllo*

 *Crustulum VULT*

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*helllo*

 *Hellio*

*Hihi*

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*Hihi*

 *Ah, the bananerer*