Thump, thump!
A large-bellied man arrived at the basement. He wore thin, gold chains around his neck and had ten different rings, one on each finger of his, shiny and glinting in the dim light.
A gold robe was draped over him. It was tight around his belly area but flowed freely down to his ankles.
"Hmm!" Mael, the slave house master, touched his neck beard and stroked the rings on each of his fingers while looking at the slaves.
With his keen sight, he was easily able to tell the worth of every slave. It was how he became the king of the slavery in the Pirate Kingdom.
With his sight, he was able to amass wealth that other pirates could only dream of having. His wealth was able to put him on par with Pirate Emperors.
However, his strength wasn't.
"Listen well," Mael said. "You're now slaves. The bottom-tiered slaves without masters. However, I will fix that."