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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2017 10:53 pm
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Torva was whistling to himself as he headed down the street, walking on his hands, with some curious younglings from both the Lightning and Geian Tribes following along after him. He gave a little smile, lifting himself up onto one hand, giving them a little wave, before he continued forward once more. He was off on an errand for his brother, to fetch something from the marketplace, and while it seemed like a menial task Torva appreciated the trade. Tylarl would play with the twins for a while and he'd get go to the marketplace. It was a win if you asked him. While he loved his baby sisters he couldn't say that it was too bad to have a moment of free time as well.
As he got closer to to where the particular stall that he was looking for was located Torva allowed his feet to fall back to the ground. Standing up right he set to brushing his hands off, "Alright! Time to find what Tylarl is looking for!" He hadn't exactly said what it was. He was to 'get a box from a merchant' and that was all he was told. It made him so very curious what it was that Tylarl had bought. Something secret... so maybe it was something for a girl? Was Tylarl actually turning his attention away from his training to play around with girls?! Probably not... that didn't really seem like something he'd do. So what was it then? He'd definitely have to ask him when he got back with the mystery box!
Starting forward into the market place he set to scanning each person in charge of each booth. He was looking for an older, rough and tumble Geian man with graying hair that had an intricate design pattern on the whole of his midsection. He should be easy to spot... or at least he really hoped so. That description, while detailed, could very well describe a number of various older Geians. He supposed he'd just have to hope his luck held out and he found the right 'older Geian man'.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2017 5:24 pm
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"I have to wonder if the one that you're looking for is the same one that I am looking for." He set to describing to Talria the one that he was seeking, an older Geian man with a bit of gray in his hair, one that had a beautifully ornate tattoo that covered his midsection. If it was the same one that she was looking for then it would be a streak of luck that they crossed paths! Not to mention that it would make things a lot easier as far as finding the right person was concerned.
Giving a smile he said, "Let's see what we can do as far as finding the mystery Geian or Geians!" He told her, starting forward with her at his side, scanning the crowd. As he looked around he said, "I have to say the Geian are always a wonder to behold. It's a shame that there aren't more of them in the Entertainment Sector or else our troupe would snag them up!" Their looks alone, those beautiful markings especially, were enough to make him think it would be great to have them on board. A shame that they weren't as plentiful in that sector.
"Ah ha! What do you think? Maybe the handsome guy that seems to have gathered a crowd over there?" He asked of Talria, pointing to a Geian that might fit the bill that was chatting with a good sized group of customers. Did they gather for his goods or for the man himself? Was it his charisma? It was something that made Torva super curious! Even if this wasn't the one they were looking for they should at least take a peek.
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Posted: Wed Mar 01, 2017 6:07 pm
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He thought on it for a moment before he said, "All I know for certain was that there is a a flower in the center of the pattern that looks like a flower." Not that it sounded as though that was exactly a rare pattern but maybe... maybe...? He looked for a moment at the man's midsection, away, back again, and then back once more. He didn't want to seem as though he was starring or being rude after all. He just wanted to see if the flower was there.
After a few moments he said, "I... think that it's the right person. I mean it looks like a flower to me. What do you think?" He glanced over at Talria to get her opinion.
"It's definitely a flower you two. Any reason why you're so interested?" The man asked, patting a hand against the 'flower' on his stomach in a manner that caused Torva to whirl around to face him, eyes going a bit wide. Oops... it seemed as though he'd heard.
Torva felt himself flushing ever so slightly before he cleared his throat, "Ah! Yeah, sorry! We were looking for a Geian merchant with a marking like yours, I think. My big brother Tylarl sent me and her grandfather sent her... Ah, what was his name, Talria?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 03, 2017 10:55 pm
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Torva looked over his shoulder at the girl who was now sitting on a crate just behind him, then slowly nodded, "Tally then. So long as you're already with it and don't find it to be rude." He said, glad to call her by the nickname because it meant that they were now truly friends! He was always happy to have more friends he thought to himself before he looked back to the merchant to see if they had the right man.
The man gave them both a long look before he cocked his head to one side, seemingly thinking about it before he said, "Yeah, Old man J and Tylarl, I am aware of them both and I have their orders." He excused himself from his fans for a moment, moving to gather the goods that had been ordered by the two respective parties. He found it a bit amusing that both of them ended up sending someone else to fetch their goods but from what he knew of Old Man J and Tylarl they were both busy with their own work. What else were prentices for other then helping out?
"Alright, here are you packages." He said, handing a small one over to Torva and the rest to Talria, "Do tell them both that they are welcome back any time to shop. Even special orders like the one your brother put in."
Torva took the package offered to him, tucking it away safely into his pocket, "Thank you! I will let Tylarl know."
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