GIRLS

"We bought them from their father. He had debts he had to pay. Their mother was a slave of his, but these two were the last valuables he had left to sell. That wasn't local, though; he lives in a world we have trading links to. It's an odd world; the life-worshipping drow there were driven underground by the surface elves, who worship death. These two were raised on the surface." Jasper explains, eager to explain how well-connected they are.

The two girls shudder at the hungry look, cowering at the back of their cages.

EXOTIC

EXOTIC's sale-floor is divided into two halves, the front part devoted to human-sized and smaller individuals, whilst the rear chamber is where the larger slaves are stored, in addition to any with semi-aquatic individuals. In the front room right now, there's a lanky, grey-skinned shapeshifter wearing a collar that traps it in its natural form, a tiny leprechaun, an androgynous half-demon elf, a hagraven, a pair of black-scaled kobolds and five faeries trapped in small cages upon the counter by the till. There may also be a normal-looking human woman.

In the rear part of the store, there's a pair of ogres, three female centaur and a male, a lanky, green-skinned troll and a blue-skinned cloud giant with a large beard. There's also a young dryad kept in a large enclosure including a potted tree.

Noble House

One of the balloonists packed a Panzerfaust anti-tank weapon, but the rest were concentrating mostly on escaping, and all the things they are using were intended as emergency escape vehicles, not gun-platforms, and most of the available space is taken up by the surviving crew. The evacuees can be mopped up quite easily, and pose far less threat now. A few lucky individuals may survive the long fall to the ground, but they'd have to be very lucky to survive all five kilometres down (height determined by looking up Zeppelins on Wikipedia).

"Rahilda's mother is dead, and my other daughter is a witch. She's sworn to a black unicorn. I was barred from witnessing the exact ritual, but one of the oaths is celibacy. If she has a child, she'll lose her magic and probably her life. Unicorns take that sort of thing very seriously, especially black ones. I can have more descendants, but not more grandchildren." Grandmother could have had more children, probably. That'd increase the chance of descendants, but then again, more descendants means more to do.

Stormwing won't respond, and doesn't resist being led to her cell. She'll try to fight to prevent going in, though. She's claustrophobic, and doesn't like the look of spending time in such an enclosed space. The other two harpies don't mind so much, one being used to swooping through a forest at night, the other to flying through wadis and ravines.