tabtabFrea raised an amused brow at Fang's warning. She had a feeling that the bite would be on Fang and the people who caused trouble at the establishment mostly. Then again, there were a lot of people who wanted to bite at Fang during their travels sometimes. After travelling with the man, she knew he tend to attract love and hate from a lot of people.
tabtabAs expected, the shopkeeper were friendly to Frea. Perhaps it was because of the gender aspect or as a new buyer. "Yes. I do have some botanical knowledge, not an expert, however." She noted that Ryth's voice was interesting. It fit the shopkeeper's general image.
tabtabShe looked on as the shopkeeper took out several seeds. Purple eyes sparkled as she inspected the unidentified seeds. While the faunus was more interested in herbs, she knew of seeds, especially ones that were beneficial for potions or grew good herbs. She shifted around the specimens in order to look at it in multiple views. When deemed enough, she searched for her notebook and pen and checked her writings. The notebook contained information about herbs that she had grown, foraged, tested, and learned from books.
tabtabIt was obvious that she was excited, even though her expression remained neutral. She could think of several money making chances if she could purchase these seeds and the herbs, especially at a discounted price, according to the shopkeeper.
tabtab"If possible, can I touch these seeds? Some needed to be felt be identified." If not, she still would be able to name a few of these. Despite how some seeds look, the texture when touched were different, especially some with "fake" aspects. They looked like a specific rare seed, but their effects were different.
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Ghost254
KnightsRoyal
Posted: Sat Jun 19, 2021 12:30 am
'One, two, Becky's coming for you. Three, four, your luck is so poor. Five, six, we sail the river styx. Seven, eight, the vultures haven't ate. Nine, ten, you'll never see again.'
Victor watched as Fang stepped away from Ryth as he spoke to Frea and teased Ryth in person as Victor's eyes focused upon the female black market owner who walked around with a mask. She seemed focus upon Frea as she spoke to her about the various seeds, hearing them shuffle slightly on the metallic tray as Frea spoke on how she wasn't an expert but had some knowledge. She was requesting to touch the seeds to help with identifying them as he rolled his eyes and walked around, his eyes on the weapons as he could see the various blades and whatnot, but none of them really piqued his interest as he listened to the conversations. When his question was finally registered by Ryth, he stopped and moved to the open as he watched her leave the stand towards the armor section.
'They couldn't be here....could they?' He mentally thought as his heart started to race before she produced one of the many items he had asked for, a pair of 'Feathered' gloves as he took them and slowly slipped them onto his arms. They fit snugly.... as if they were made for him, the feathers chimed slightly and jingled as the various feathers could be heard being more metal like rather than actual feathers. He soon swung his arms to the side as the gauntlet's moved up, producing more metal as his elbow was covered by an elbow plate for an arm. The right gauntlet stopped there but the left continued and crawled up to his shoulder, covered in steel and sharp feathers as the feathers all reacted and became like scales. He flexed his left arm and clawed the air with his hand as he could see it produced Talons for the fingers and three bladed feathers were knocked between his pinkie, ring, middle, and index fingers. His eyebrows furrowed and as soon as a guard approached him, his Akuryo side took over as he dashed around the guard, his right hand reaching up to grasp his neck with the talons digging in but he didn't tear the man's throat.
"WHAT BEGGER DID YOU BUY THIS OFF FROM?!" He shouted as he pointed the sharp feathers at the man's neck, his aura active and already dripping with blood red as his eyes had a small flash of red, primarily from his aura responding to his emotions. "This set was lost in the Atlesian Police station, left as evidence of a man's crimes! Not some simple begger could get that so easily and sell it!" He shouted at Ryth, but the way he grabbed the Guard's throat meant that any ill motions towards Victor in his Akuryo mindset could mean a messy end as he could see the other guards moving towards him. He knew these weapons shouldn't be here, they were his weapons.... the weapons of Vulture's claws, Victor Breakheart. His body was trembling from the feeling as he kept a firm grasp, feeling the tips of his fingers getting warm in the gauntlets as the blood was running over them while he hadn't torn the man's throat out yet, they remained sharp as ever. His memories were flooding him as he was trying to release the man but his Akuryo side was forcing him to ask these questions. These were an irregularity..... 'These should be gone forever.... and yet they are here in our damn hands!' Akuryo yelled at Victor who was breathing heavily, even beginning to sweat as he found it difficult to calm down.
Targets(Company) : Ghost, Frea, Fang, Severus, and Ryth|| Traps Set: || Location(Specifics) : Pԋσxυɾια, the town of Greed: Unknown Shop Equipment Main Arm: Black Durian(Melee form)(Unequipped) Side Arm: 20/20 Daggers / 20 Crossbow bolts. Other Gear: Vulture's Pedestal: Inactive||Pedestal Time Limit: 5/5 || Post Count: 101(This is from counting all the posts from the purge and primarily future reference.)
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Fang would turn towards Victor when he jumped on the man. A bit of shock on his face. He couldn't afford one of his new guests doing such a thing or he might be banned forever from Ryth's shop. Well, he technically was already, but this would be the true nail in the coffin. "I can handle him." he said. Walking towards Victor. He punched a hand into his open palm and cracked his knuckles. A serious face took over.
Ryth would nod to Frea when she asked if she could touch the seeds. "Absolutely! Take your time." Her voice was cut even though it ha dthat metallic hollow echo. She would walk towards Fang a moment before Victor attacked one of her guards, or rather put him in a death grip to the neck. Ryth's eyes would narrow dangerously, her whole demeanor changing, but she kept calm. She was used to crazies, but they still infuriated her. She would calmly walk out of the show stand but keep her distance from Victor. She would snap twice with her left hand and the door to the shop would slam shut from the other side and a large metal lock was engaged, blocking the only way in and out. "You failed to tell me you had a loony, Fang..." she said. She would intercept Fang and hold an arm up to Fang's chest to keep him from moving forward. "Cute you think threatening my guard will get you anywhere... Not like he knows himself where I bought that particular item."
Ryth would smile, but this smile was unlike her cute smiles from before. They were evil in nature. "The price for blood split is double here. I just want you to know that before you end up hurting my guard." Her eyes glowed a deeper shade as she bent her head downwards with a sly smirk. "If you want to know the information you seek, you'll have to let go first..."
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He would also find a surprising amount of aura blades for sale as well; very customizable. 'A man without a knife, is a man without a life,' he thought to himself quietly. There were designs that varied greatly in size and dust use. There were also design that were made to trick a foe; one pretending to be a broken blade, and another whose hilt misled where the blade actually came from. All seemed fairly useful and had their own special situations they could come in handy. 'Useful, but I need something for infiltration. Something I can slip in without anyone noticing,' he thought quietly to himself. And then another thought struck him. 'Or perhaps this works evermore in my favor if it is just a hilt,' he thought to himself quietly, an idea forming in his mind. If he could modify the pommel one, key it to his aura, and be able to activate it within a distance...the image of a guard holding it and it suddenly activating to stab through their chest came to mind. Smiling to himself, Ghost grabbed that pommel aura blade hilt for tinkering with later. Unfortunately, unlike with the aura blade and smoke bomb, there was nothing of us for his vambrace. Thankfully that modification only needed him to find a hand-crossbow from a shop and that was not too rare. He just needed to have one to deconstruct and figure out how to re-create it for his vambrace.
That left one final thing on his sopping list; poisons. He had one job in mind in particular for of his targets that could be aided with the use of poison. But even outside the job, such things were useful if dangerous tools. It was a field he needed to study himself; if only so he could better handle and create such things in future. The first that cause his eye was tinted a light red, too light to be blood, and was named Thracehate; an ugly poison in effect. Causing the user to retch till asphyxiation and internal hemorrhaging being the cause of death. It could prove useful but...he worried about intervention with it, and method of entry. The next was a slight pink in color, named Oculin, that when splashed onto face or ingested it would render someone blind. That could prove very useful for the future. The final one was Eviscor; a glowing marron in color that simply killed anyone who didn't get medical attention in a few hours. It seemed a bit lackluster compared to Thracehate, and had a long time to kill. Though it seemed more insidious, perhaps, in that the effects may not be noticeable till too late; and would give him plenty of time to leave an area. They all had their own merits. And, as he was studying them, he would note he had acquired company; that of the shopkeeper herself.
As she spoke, Ghost would listen with eyes still focused on the poisons; she had evidently noticed which he had been looking at last. She would explain it was a rare and hard to find drug; used for euthanasia by many. She would also guess that he was looking for a type to put someone to sleep; which wasn't off from the mark. Ghost smiled beneath his veil as he began to speak. "An eternal rest, yes. My profession dictates a bit of...elegance and cleanliness to death. Especially with my current target; if not they would've sought someone else for the job," he would say softly as he would turn his head towards Ryth now. "Let me ask this, since the bottle was a bit vague on how it works though I understand how most euthanasia's do. I am looking for a particular poison that when added to liquid loses its taste and color; it need not kill instantly, but kill quietly and swiftly so that I needn't worry of intervention. As you guessed at earlier, put someone to sleep; just a sleep they do not wake from. Will this one service my needs, or is there perhaps a better one?" he would say and ask, detailing out the kind of poison he needed for his job with a pause. However, a sinister smile would tug at his lips as his violet eyes focused on Ryth's eyes. "I am curious though, given this is your shop and all; which is your preferred poison and method of delivery? It needn't be limited to assassination; if it works for combat that could prove useful for me to consider as well," Ghost would ask curiously of her. She knew the values of her poisons best after all, and was likely familiar with each and everyone one in the shop. Unlike with Fang and Frea, he was much more open with the shopkeeper as to his nature; it was the best way to get what he desired for the time being. He wanted to ask for a more debilitating poison as well, but for now he was content to hear what she had to say. He wasn't sure on coating his own weapons with poisons quite yet; he needed to learn more about poisons in general for that. But poisons that had alternate or more reliable deliveries could be worth consideration for future. He was liking this shop a lot.
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tabtab"Alright, thank you." With the approval, Frea picked up the nearest seed to inspect, taking care not to crack anything. Some of the seeds were softer than she expected, and some was really hard. Done with her felt inspection, she put the seeds back to their original place with care and flipped through her notebook again. As the owner of the notes, there was a quick flutter of paper before she found her target. Humming, she wrote down her verdict on black papers in her notes and teared it to give for the owner. "Here is the list of seeds I could tell from. Some of them unknown or confusing as it could be 'fake' or "variation" version of the seeds. I am unable to tell from them despite the chance to touch."
tabtabShe tapped her pen on her book, considering how to explain it. "It have the same features as the original rare seed, but the effects or the plants appeared when grown would be completely different. Could be better or worse than the original, depending on your luck." Her pen scratched on the written seed list again. "I will list the original name anyway." With that, she put the piece of paper under something heavy near the seeds for the shopkeeper, since the woman seemed to be busy then. At the end of the inspection, Frea were able to tell 80% of the seeds. A high number, unexpectantly.
tabtab Pointedly ignoring the new ruckus in the shop, she moved toward where Ghost was. At the very least, this time Fang was not one to cause trouble, so maybe the shopkeeper might not throw them out. It could be the same, but the faunus could not do anything about raging men anyway. The poison section was something interesting, even though she was not an expert on it. Herbal and healing items were more her specialty, unexpectedly.
tabtab"Sleeping poison, huh? Good for having a nice sleep at night." It was a joke. She moved to other poison, particular on the "Oculin". "This Oculin seemed interesting. How long will it keep the victim blind for? An hour? Few days or more?"
tabtabThere was temptation for other poisons, but it would not be helpful for her fighting style that much and the price might be steep. Purchasing a bunch of herbs here might cost her a large sum of money already. She barely react when Ghost mentioned his profession. Based on his movement and how he talked to them earlier, Frea expected he would be someone of that type. Secretive and vague, usually the type of assassins did.
tabtabSpeaking of assassins, she had a question for Ghost. "Speaking of the subject, do you often use liquid or powder poison?" She used a mixture of liquid and powder, but she would prefer powder, since those were less visible and more subtle.
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narxfang
Ghost254
KnightsRoyal
Posted: Sun Jul 18, 2021 6:15 pm
'One, two, Becky's coming for you. Three, four, your luck is so poor. Five, six, we sail the river Styx. Seven, eight, the vultures haven't ate. Nine, ten, you'll never see again.'
Victor and Akuryo both looked around, his mind still not comprehending what he had in his grasp as he threatened to tear the man's throat out, his eyes looking to fang. His eyes had a hue of red from his aura slowly seeping out as he watched the man who brought them here proceed to crack his knuckles. His eyes glared as his voice growled back at him. "You want to go Muscles?" He stated at Fang before he looked to Ryth who started to speak, treating him as if he was some infant with how she spoke. His eyes darted back and forth between Fang and Ryth before he scowled at them and pulled his sharp talons out of the man's neck and pushed him away. At this time, both he and Akuryo spoke, with mind and his physical voice, to him it sounded like he spoke in two different voices at once. To everyone else, he was still him. "Fine..... you have my attention here Ryth... I'll keep my cool so long as you tell me how and where this beggar obtained My gauntlets." He told her as he brought his right talon up, licking the blood clean off of it.
The talons were designed for him back in Atlas, these were his original weapons that were designed for stealth, defense, and swift end to close-quarters combat. He thought they were lost, forgotten to time at this point and he would have been okay with it, but now, here they were; a strong reminder as to who he was before... was it fate that would help him maintain his humanity? Or an instrument for the future of Akuryo? He finished cleaning the blood off of his Talons before he looked to Fang with his eyes focused. "I ill-advise trying to fight in this store Fang, especially if it turns out I get the info I require, I'll remain good here." He then looked backed to Ryth, his right talon moving to rest at his side, his eyes returning to their normal hazel color. "These claws as stated were taken by an Atlas Police department, so no normal beggar could have gotten them." He told her calmly as he left it in it's transformed state.
Targets[Company]: Ghost, Frea, Fang, Severus, and Ryth|| Traps Set: || Location[Specifics]: Pԋσxυɾια, the town of Greed: Unknown Shop Equipment Main Arm: Black Durian(Melee form)(Unequipped) Side Arm: 20/20 Daggers / 20 Crossbow bolts. Other Gear: Vulture's Pedestal: Inactive||Pedestal Time Limit: 5/5 || Post Count: 103(This is from counting all the posts from the purge and primarily future reference.)
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Fang would answer Ghost's question for Ryth who was preoccupied. "She doesn't judge groups as a whole, she knows to differentiate individuals. " he said. Fang was definitely a bit disappointed he couldn't join in on the fun, but that was the rules and he would try his best to abide or he may be kicked out forever. Ryth didn't have time to answer Ghost before she had rushed to deal with the situation, but now Frea was talking to him about something that he couldn't hear. Though, he likely wouldn't know what they were saying regardless, so he kept his eyes on the commotion. Victor had the audacity to talk back and ask him if he wanted a go. He would remain silent, but his eyes would say it all; yes. Fortunately Ryth had a handle on the situation.
Ryth smiled as Victor tossed her guard to the side. The man scurried off to one of his companions who inspected him for any lingering or serious wounds. "Glad to see you haven't entirely lost your wits." Her metallic voice rang echoed. "I don't remember where I collect most of my wares, but these were particularly strange items. I bought them off in the Vale outskirts who said that he had obtained them from an Atlassian refugee. He very well could have been an ex-cop. He apparently brought them from the north when he came down, so it all aligns quite well." she said with a reluctant smirk. "That is all we know on the subject..."
Ryth would then snap her fingers and her guards would stand straighter. Their eyes locked on victor. "I'll let you make your purchase this time, but you will be banned after that... unless you agree to pay double." Her eyes twinkled.
She would then turn around and walk to Frea and Ghost. "I am sorry for that mild interruption, we get this often I am afraid." This was a funny remark as Victor was in their party, so it was obviously habit on Ryth's part. "Frea, I am surprised how knowledgeable you are on Poisons, though I shouldn't be as I am just getting to know you." Ryth opened a drawer and pulled out a small bag on a leather strap. The tag read 'Vorcefold.' "This is my favorite powder. It is clear in liquid, clear, but does have a slight bitter taste. This makes it idea for poisoning teas or beer, unless its of the sweeter variety." She put it on the counter and opened the bag to pour a gram or two out for Ghost or Frea to inspect if they wished. It was a white powder, somewhat fluffy like flour. "It has a few other names, but Vorcefold is what I know it by. It doesn't kill someone, but it causes them to buckle over and retch almost instantly. Making killing them or escaping them extremely easy. I once used it to steal a quite expensive diamond in front of someone. It was most satisfying." Ryth would turn and lock eyes with Fang, then walk back to analyze Frea's work. Quite wonderful. She had definitely earned herself some credit.
"I do need to close up shop soon, pleas bring forth any and all items you wish to purchase." She would then walk behind the central stand and sit.
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It would be shortly after that exchange that the shop keeper would return to them, apologizing for being pulled away. "I am sorry for the trouble; I had not expected my associate to act in such a way..." he would say as he would briefly look to Akuryo with some measure of annoyance to his expression. The annoyance fading as his attention as she began to speak. It seemed both of them were impressed with Frea having a knowledge of poisons. She would then open up a drawer and pull out a small bag with leather strap that was labelled Vorcefold. She would answer one of his earlier questions that it was her favorite one; it had a slight bitter taste but was a clear liquid so it could work well in teas or beer. As she put it on the counter and began opening the bag, it made Ghost wonder why it was her favorite. He could easily imagine her having tea with someone before the poison would affect her 'guest' though. She would pour out a tiny amount of it to reveal a white powder that seemed a little bit like flour. Then she would describe it's effects; it would make the drinker buckle over and wrench for either an easy kill or escape. And explain she had used it to rob a diamond in front of someone. 'It seems my general idea was not too far off the mark,' he thought to himself, smiling to her as he imagined the scene. That would be a very satisfying feeling for sure.
While not all the poisons fulfilled the need he had at the moment, he could think of a use for all of them. But he didn't want to spend too much; especially since his preferred poison was a rare one. 'What to get, what to get...' he wondered to himself. He would also be curious what poison Frea would pick as he heard the shop needed to close up soon. They had both missed details on their poisons of preference; Ghost more specifics on Eviscor and Frea for Oculin. "I suppose we'll just have to test them out and see. We can compare notes later if you would like?" he would comment in a slightly joking and slightly serious tone. Having someone who dabbled in them could be useful in the future. He would pick out Eviscor and Thracehate; a beautiful poison and an ugly one for balance. He would get two of each (if there was that much), just to be safe; one for use and one for testing. Perhaps, with enough study, he could figure out their respective ingredients and produce more. But that would be in the future when he had studied and was more confident in such things. All his purchases ready, he would head to the front of the shop and display them all (they are in the purchases spoiler section). "I think this should do it; what'll be the damages?" he would ask in a semi-joking manner with a smile. Prepared to pay whatever cost was set forth, but also trying to note how expensive each was.
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tabtab"I do dabble here and there. Nothing too deep, however." It was Frea's response to Ryth, a raised brow at the story. "Seemed like an exciting adventure, too. Can't say I have often experienced such adventure." Violet eyes glanced at Fang. "Fang did prefer jobs and missions with more fighting than sneaking around." She also omitted that she was not one with agility to do so, either.
tabtabShe then peered at the 'Vorcefold' that was put out. If she did not know the powder was poison, she would thought it was flour, or if one squinted enough, sugar. "The poison looked deceiving. Good choice to sneak something in unnoticed or work for a scam." Different poison, but she had seen an unfortunate victim. A stranger, so she had watched. The good thing from that incident was she bought a new type of poison for research.
tabtabShe paused when Ghost mentioned sharing notes before remembering that information about the poison they first wished to know had not been told. To his casual suggestion, she nodded, completely serious. It was not often to have someone with shared interest in poison. Sometimes the local poison shop owners would be a good conversation partners, but they only offer the common ones. "A great suggestion, I look forward to it."
tabtabAfter that, it was time to pick up their purchases. Frea recounted what she picked up: Rare herbs, Oculin and Vorcefold poison. Despite not one to use the last type of poison, she thought it would be good to get someone out of trouble, or create a distraction in some way. The herbs and Oculin was self-explanatory. "This is my purchase. How much is the discount?"
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narxfang
Ghost254
KnightsRoyal
Posted: Mon Nov 15, 2021 6:51 pm
'One, two, Becky's coming for you. Three, four, your luck is so poor. Five, six, we sail the river Styx. Seven, eight, the vultures haven't ate. Nine, ten, you'll never see again.'
Victor listened to her speak about the weapon itself and how she obtained it, his eyes narrowed for a moment as he could hear Akuryo's voice, but he ignored the sounds he made. The words were muffled so he could listen to her speak while she then snapped her fingers to get the guards to stand straighter. This was the only place he could go to obtain such lucrative items since Atlas and Mantle weren't an option for the time being. He looked to his left claw now as he flexed the fingers before he flexed his wrist, causing the armor and wing to vanish back into the gauntlets and the pauldron as the claws returned to normal for him to reach into his jacket. He pulled out a Lien card as he spoke. "Fine, I'll pay double... the information given was satisfactory enough as it is." He told her as he now had a place to investigate to try and find the crooks who obtained his weapon. As he moved over to check on some other items while he could feel the glare of daggers from his compatriot.
He had shown instability, but in his own mind, who could blame him? He found something of his past that fractured the mind even further into Victor and Akuryo but as he looked through some things, he reached and grabbed what appeared to be a couple flasks of oil and a can of Hydrochloric acid. He examined them and nodded his head at some ideas on how he could use them, moving over to stand with the group when they were ready for the final purchases. He remained silent for the moment, bringing his right hand up to pull his hood over his head to blind his peripherals for the moment and to cover his ears as the stress and anxiety was slowly getting to him. As he heard the spectre ask, Victor would speak as well. "I'll wait till they're done before hearing the damages." He spoke, his voice more quiet now as he was getting composed.
Targets[Company]: Ghost, Frea, Fang, Severus, and Ryth|| Traps Set: || Location[Specifics]: Pԋσxυɾια, the town of Greed: Unknown Shop Equipment Main Arm: Black Durian(Melee form)(Unequipped) Side Arm: 20/20 Daggers / 20 Crossbow bolts. Other Gear: Vulture's Pedestal: Inactive||Pedestal Time Limit: 5/5 || Post Count: 103(This is from counting all the posts from the purge and primarily future reference.)
x➸➸_____I AM THE MASTER OF ALL ( Ϝ α и g ) ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ _____________________☇ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔳𝔦𝔠𝔱𝔬𝔯'𝔰 𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔰 _______________________𝔄𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔩𝔬𝔯𝔫 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔰 𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔱
Fang finished gathering the few things he wanted to buy. Just some standard stuff for traveling and patching up his armor and clothes. A dust vile. And some unmarked bottle of pills. "I'm ready to go." he said. Fang would wait on the others to finish up.
Ghost
Ryth would accept Ghost's apology. "We're quite well staffed today, so no worry." she said bluntly. To her it was just another normal day on the job. She would smile when she saw they had some wares to buy. "Once you all have your items I'll ring you up at the center stall." she avoided giving a direct answer to price. She seemed to want to kick them all out at the same time.
Frea
Ryth smiled at the girl. A modest purchase compared to the others, and with a discount it would be the cheapest purchase, yet she had favor for the girl so she would double the items she wanted. "I'll take care of you first, dear." she said as she walked back to her central stall and started to rummage through the back for something to process the orders.
Akuryo & Fang & All
The guards were now all on high alert and watching the area. The door was locked and there was definitely no escaping. The walls here were pure concrete and many feet thick. Ryth would finally pull out her stint and a small medical bag. She would place a chair in front of her stall and motion for Frea to sit first. "With your discount, you only need to pay 5.5% of your blood in volume, dear." The metallic tone of her voice was unnervingly calm. As if she had said nothing out of the ordinary. The cost of Ryth's wares were paid in blood.
