A Master/Slave Meme

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Congratulations! You are now a slave/master.


Master:
What kind of master are you?
What brought you into possession of a slave?
What will you have your slave do for you?


Slave:
Why are you a slave?
How easily will you adjust to this new situation in life? ie, what kind of slave are you?


Run wild and have fun! RNG is not needed~

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[yashaou]

Yasha listened to the sounds of the camp around him just outside the walls of his own tent and picked out the group of children playing with a young dog, the sound of a pair of women gossiping on their way to the well, the sound of several teens hitting the straw dummy while an older armsman coached them. To most, this would seem like an odd mix of army camp and village living. But to the Yasha clan, this was normal. The whole clan was nomadic with the soldiers of today trading duties with the herdsmen tomorrow. Every single person would be trained to a weapon of course, a warrior-bent clan at heart.

But at the moment, many were discontent that they hadn't been called upon to deal with an uprising to the south. Just about every other clan had been roused except for the Yasha, and only one knew the reason. Yasha had been an admirer to the previous Ashura in his younger days, and so his ability to go against the Ashura clan without holding back had been questioned by some of the higher ranks of the court. Yasha understood the emperor's move to quiet the nobles, he had been content to avoid spending his people's lives for a little while longer.

On the other hand though, it seemed that the emperor was now sending him a gift to show the court that Yasha wasn't in disfavor. What kind of gift wasn't stated in the missive, so he would just have to wait until it arrived. And so he did what any wise and competent man would do on a warm afternoon after being up before sunrise. The man leaned back against the curve of his chair, propped his sword against his shoulder, and let sleep claim him.