[Street of Slavers - EXOTIC]
That's a good point. Wouldn't want them injuring the merchandise.
"Why indeed."
Smiling with all his teeth, the customer looks back to the drorc.
"I'll take all of them. These harpies, that is. Not the hag. I've got a man on the way over with my own cages."
Now, where was he? "I know how you feel, but your wings aren't doing you much good in there, now are they?"
[Street of Slavers - EXOTIC]
"Don't worry about them, Rahilda."
The customer shakes his head.
"No need for shackles. You might think you can never have enough restraints, but you can. If they try flying off, we get some real target practice. The guards would appreciate that." I'm not sure why he bothers quibbling over this. The shackles are cheap and there's a sale and the price is no object anyway.
That said, he heads over to the drorc and counts out the money for just the harpies. Which is still perfectly real.
[Street of Slavers - EXOTIC]
((Sorry for the delay, closed this page with a post half-written, and then forgot about it))
"Thanks for the offer, but we're not running a poultry farm." Not to say they won't have hatchling harpies, but selling them back? Sounds so inefficient. Surely they can do better.
Outside, a hover-van pulls up in front of EXOTIC. The customer leads Rahilda out, where she'll be locked into a new cage in the back. Then, again and again, he'll carry a giant birdcage into the shop, place a harpy in it, and carry them out to the van. Apparently he's quite strong.
There will be several moments when those already placed in the van are apparently unobserved, if they wanted to try some sort of escape. Though they'll all be locked in individual cages by then. More plausibly, they could try something during the handoff from the drorc to the customer.