YArpg- Attempt to free the slaves

From Create Your Own Story

You direct your attention to the slaves nearest you. A blond man at around 25 saws at some kind of small contraption, picking tiny parts off and sending them to who-knows-where via a chute. His saw looks pretty sharp but he appears to be unfit, no doubt from starvation, and he works slowly.

You guess that the woman beside him is closer to 20 and is similar enough in appearance that they could be siblings. She picks coins from the belt, inspects them, and returns them or occasionally sends them down the chute. She is similarly frail-looking at about six inches shorter than you.

Neither of them nor anyone else has noticed you or, at the very least, they haven't acknowledged you.

Do you:

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