Chapter 1177: That Might Be An Issue
That was an excellent question. What would happen if someone brought slaves into the city? The practice had been outlawed the last time that Karl had been here, and the city had sent out guards to hunt the pirates who were still capturing slaves for export.
"I would recommend that they not come into the city. During the last System Resurgence, the practice had been outlawed. If they show up, I can’t guarantee that the City Guard won’t free any slave that requests it." Karl explained.
The Orc chuckled. "Oh, this is going to be fun.
Bunga Clan doesn’t allow slaves in the city, but the Chief lets you buy from the caravans as long as you free them after you pay. They capture many children from the nomadic tribes, and some make good fighters."
A sturdy troll beside him, with skin like drying mud, cracked and mottled, rumbled happily.
"Maybe the new City Lord will let us hunt slavers? They taste good."
Dana laughed, and Karl nodded. "You should discuss that with the Clan Chief. I know that Orthos would let you, but his job is more to provide the rules that keep the city running, while the Clan Chief sets the rules for his tribesmen."
The Troll nodded. "I will inform the other Trolls. Swamp Trolls like the taste of merchants best, but some of the others don’t like what they do. Big Demons and Orcs will come with us, for sure. Any chance to smash thieves."
The Orcs in the crowd simply shrugged. The troll might not be a bright man, but he knew what he was talking about. They did love a good fight, and it wasn’t a stretch to consider captured nomads as stolen goods.
"So, we don’t need to start doing anything new, only keeping the city in order, and explaining the new features to people, so they don’t make a mess?" A lanky, blue skinned troll asked.