"Yep," Arden said quietly. "Worse than that, really. Spent a couple of centuries going to the lands where my people could be found, kidnapping them, squeezing them onto ships too tightly that half of them died in route, and then sold the survivors off like livestock to be enslaved for not only their lives, but their children's and children's children on and on and on."

Wow. This got real real fast.