I could've sworn we've met before

When Borias saw Sirius he was excited but he kept his composure. Making sure he didn't wag his tail as he looked to Seven for a minute. What the warlord said gave him a bit of a chuckle - he definitely didn't take Sirius as the charity type. Maggot had been an exception but this was a completely different matter. "Actually I came to you to ask if you wanted to trade." he would begin as Seven shifted still trying to conceal his own excitment. "You see Sirius I am a slave trader.... I own a few slaves in which I've bred or some who have come into my care years ago." he gestured to Seven.

"Seven is the son of one of my female slaves. I assure you I take good care of them all. Sadly a illness took a majority of the lives of my slaves so recently we've been low on numbers." Borias shook his head sadly. Unfortunately it included some of his own friends and even Seven's. His slaves still interacted with one another but the male sat tall and cleared his throat. "I wish to sell Seven to you.... he's wanted nothing more his entire life. And in exchange I'd like help creating a band. So essentially, protection, members or anything else you see fit to make my vision come to fruition. I know you do not know me very well but it is my dream to breed high quality slaves and sell them. Seven like many others are not taken against their will they were born slaves and enjoy it. I name them numbers because sellers then can care and name them to however they wish." Borias would clear his throat. "This boy is an excellent hunter and caretaker. He is good at babysitting young ones as he is feeding others.... I shamefully admit I've never had the chance to teach him how to speak though so his speech is limited." his ears twitched. "What do you think?" Borias had never been as good as a salesman as his father. But to be fair his father would abuse his slaves greatly.