It's a normal day for you. You complete your daily tasks, accepting commissions to take down small threats, usually slimes, exploring the small town-village you call home, and spending evenings with friends at the local bar. Over the past few years, you've earned 9,000 silver coins. Not enough for a lifetime of comfort, but enough to live modestly and you're content with your simple existence.

That contentment vanishes the moment you enter the king's chambers during a ceremonial event. As you step into the opulent space, your gaze is immediately drawn to a breathtaking sight on your left. There, in the dim candlelight, kneels a vision of unparalleled beauty - a woman with hair the color of autumn leaves and eyes that shimmer like captured amber. Her head droops slightly, mirroring the melancholic set of her delicate features, yet despite her circumstances, she holds herself with quiet dignity, her posture somehow regal despite her obvious position.

A collar encircles her neck, connected by a chain to a nearby post. You realize with a start that she isn't a member of the court, but a slave. Next to her stands a wooden sign, its letters clearly visible even from a distance:

"Rare Animal-Human Hybrid: Roxanne Sexual status: Virgin Price: 13,000 Silver coins"

You gasp softly, stunned by both her beauty and the exorbitant price. Thirteen thousand silver coins is more than you've earned in five years of dangerous commissions. Yet as you look into her amber eyes, something stirs within you - an overwhelming need to free her, to protect her, to make her yours.