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 Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 2:35 pm
T’arn – At His Stall
5 & 1/4 marks
It was difficult to tell if the smith was blushing beneath his dark complexion, but he did duck his head shyly at Toska’s compliment. “Oh, it’s the least I can do. I like it when my work is appreciated! Let’s see, the figurines are two marks apiece, so that’d be... two and a half marks total.”
The implications of pit fighting had not been lost on T’arn. On the other hand, right now Jessan was paying customer first and foremost, which meant that T’arn reserved all judgement on anything else she might do with the rest of her time. That was, to his mind, the best way for him to survive in the Revolution: he made useful, beautiful things, and then didn’t ask too many questions about what people did with those useful beautiful things.
Right now, however, he was considering her counter-offer with a thoughtful frown. “No, I understand it’s pricey, but I can’t budge much lower or I’ll be selling at a loss... Mmm, tell you what. It’s a Gather, and I’m likely to be here minding the table all day next to that delicious-smelling baker’s stall. I’ll do you the green-sized set for three and a half marks and a hot pastry from next door?” This was punctuated with a wistful gaze across the way at Liana's stall.
He took the marks from Anali with a cheerful smile and tucked them away, then handed her two sturdy leather bags with a dozen arrowheads each. “Right, there you are! Thank you very much, and please do contact me if you need more! I offer discounts for large orders and repeat customers.”
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 2:43 pm
Toska - T'arn's Stall
4 3/4 marks
"Two and a half, eh?" She looked thoughtful, listening as T'arn cheerfully counter-offered Jessan's request for a discount. Well, if you can't beat 'em, join 'em, she thought, and set the wher figurine down.
"Any chance you have some sort of a bulk discount?" she asked, leaning on the stall and smiling at the greenrider behind it. "I mean, I am buying a lot from you, and I may have just expanded your jewelry market. Tosk's going to tell every where she sees about you." The grin was charming - Toska did charming fairly well. "Two marks, maybe?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 2:48 pm
Jessan - Liana's Stall
1 1/2 marks
In all honesty she didn't think the decoration to be pricey at all. Four marks was a hefty sum, yes, but with the craftsmanship that went into it and the unique make of it had the four marks well spent. Haggling came only from her feeling as if she should an, with a cost of three and a half with a pie, how could she resist?
"Three and a half with something delicious for you to eat. That's a deal," Jessan put the sheath and the three and a half marks onto the stall with a bright smile. "I will be right back, good sir. It's been a pleasure, miss."
She bustled off to Liana's nearby stall and waited for an appropriate time to speak. When it looked like the woman had a breather - short lived - Jessan pointed at the pastries in question. 'Hello. May I have two of the bubbly pies and two of... those." She waved at the meat pies, glance curious. "What types do you have?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 4:15 pm
Anali - Moving on to G'nar's Stall4 1/4 marks"Excellent! Thank you, for the goods as well as for your time." Anali accepted the bags, and with a respectful dip of her head, took her leave. "I hope you enjoy the rest of your evening." Handling her purchases carefully, she moved on and out of the way of the other customers, keeping an eye out for anything else that appealled to her. There was a man selling feline furs. She'd had a rather lovely one back at Telgar, and often found herself missing it on cold nights at Benden. It hadn't seemed prudent to bring it, but sometimes she wished she had. Maybe...maybe she'd just have a look, see what his prices were. "Excuse me, sir, may I ask your prices?" Celandine - T'arn's Stall4 5/8 marksCelandine wove her way through the crowd with great care, holding her flit egg close as she went. If she had intended to keep it, she would have taken it back to her quarters right away, but as she wanted to sell or barter with it, she'd just have to be careful with it while she went about her shopping. Surely there had to be a weaver here somewh- ooh, shiny things! One of the smiths' stalls had caught her eye, but not the one selling all the weapons, oh no. She didn't need any of those! Her old whip suited her just fine. "What adorable little figurines," she cooed. "How much are they?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 4:36 pm
A'nos - G'nar's stall 2 3/4 marks "Thank you kindly," A'nos responded with a short bow, "I shall do so!" Ahh, and now the man had another customer! The gold rider. The favour of one of her kind no longer carried any tangible benefits per se but A'nos was never one to pass up an ally of any kind. "Finest furs I've seen in a long time, and at the fairest prices too," he commented to Anali with a small smile. "Good evening Anali, I haven't really had a chance to speak to you since the mission to the Hold - pleased to see you looking well!"
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 4:57 pm
G'nar 6 1/8 marksG'nar just nodded to A'nos, there was nothing really much to say now the bronzerider was moving off. He did however raise an eyebrown as the Goldrider seemed to be coming over and he felt Jareth garrumphing in the back of his mind. G'nar didn't really have the same opinion on the 'shiny people' like his blue did, and anyway wasn't that supposed to be what the Wherhold was all about, the shiny colors not mattering as much to leadership, not that G'nar had any aspirations there, he was happy just doing as he was told. G'nar gave her a small grunt when Anali asked about his prices, "It's G'nar, not sir Goldrider" he said, Jareth rubbing off just slightly "The tawny is one mark, the brown spotter is 1 and a half marks, the grey one is 5 marks" he said, his eyes taking on that unfocused look as he talked to Jareth. "Don't you be ruining a sale fer me Jareth, we need the marks more'n you think" he warned the Blue, before turning his gaze properly back on Anali and giving her the merest of smiles.
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 5:23 pm
Liana - Liana's stall4 1/4 marks Earned: 1/8 mark "One ovine pasty and one tuber-and-cheese dumpling coming up, then," Liana said. She picked one of each item, laid it on the paper, and folded it into a sort of packet with one side open so that the foods could be eaten without having to touch the crust if needed. As she worked she replied, "Yes, there's plenty enough people around already. I expect they're checking out the craft stalls to snap up the best items before they're all gone. People will get hungry soon enough." Then she handed the food to him with a smile. "I hope you enjoy them!" And she had another customer already. She turned her smile on the woman who'd just arrived. "Hello, miss. Two bubblies and two meat pasties? The bubblies come in blueberry, gooseberry, strawberry, or mixed berry. They cost 1/8 mark each or 3 for 1/4, so if you're getting two you may as well get a third, for free. The pasties are either bovine, ovine, or wherry meats, and since they're smaller they're 1/8 mark for two. The bubblies are fresh out of the oven, still hot, and I can warm up the pasties if you like." As she spoke, she pulled out another piece of paper to wrap the woman's selections in.
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 5:46 pm
Jessan - Liana's stall
1 6/8 marks (now 1 1 3/8 marks)
"Oooh. Wonderful, then," Jessan all but chirped the words, leaning in to peer at the pastries. "Blueberry, strawberry, and mixed for the bubblies, please. As for the the meat, bovine and wherrie. Don't worry about heating them up, they look wonderful as they are." As she spoke she dug about for the required marks, her own stomach rumbling.
T'arn had a point. And they did smell amazing. "Are you located in Benden? I don't believe I've seen you before."
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 6:09 pm
Liana - Liana's stall
4 1/4 marks
Earned: 1/2 mark
"Alright then," Liana acknowledged as she picked one of each of the requested items and placed them in the center of the paper. Since there was too many to eat easily, she instead folded the ends of the paper over lightly, then crimped down the ends to hold the packet closed. She exchanged the packet for the marks with a smile.
"I'm at Malvren, actually," she responded to the question. "I'm Liana of crimson Mirath. I take it you're at Benden, then?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 6:18 pm
T’arn – At His Stall
8 & 3/4 marks
“Pleasure doing business with you,” he told Jessan brightly, tucking the marks away in his pouch. Truth be told, three and a half marks just about reimbursed him on cost of materials… but it was a Gather, and Jessan and Toska were right. On an unproven product, just getting the prototypes out in the field and generating some word of mouth was the best that he could hope for. And on a pit wher, they would at least be seen, regardless of whether he supported the sport personally.
And Toska had joined in on the haggling! “You ladies want to put me out of business!” he retorted teasingly. “Two and a quarter marks – I’ll give you your pendant for free. Or keep it at two and a half and I’ll throw in a chain that matches the pendant’s setting, rather than the leather cord – take your pick.”
He gave her a moment to think about it while he turned to greet the newest arrival. This girl was holding what looked like… a firelizard egg? Yes, definitely, from the careful way she was cradling it close to her body. “Hello! Congratulations on your egg – did you win that here? The figurines are two marks apiece, I can also take commissions if you want one in a different pose.”
Ellanfer – Vakus’ Stall
2 marks
“I’m Ellanfer – and yes, I’ve lived at Benden for a few turns now. I was at Crom before that…” And to be honest, Benden still didn’t really feel like home. Just when she’d been settling in and things with Norton had been going well, then the Revolution hit and her whole world got turned sideways again.
Ellansk crooned, low and inviting, in response to Kesisk’s honk of protest. But he didn’t budge. His human had told him to stay over here, and that meant that he was going to park his butt right here. But if she wanted to come over to him… He warbled again, then turned a bright and curious eye onto Serdek when she addressed his handler.
Sersk here? Ellansk inquired with a curious tilt of the head. Whers weren’t much on talking, overall, but he’d yet to meet another wher who’d reImpressed. Ellanfer rested a hand lightly on his shoulder – a silent warning that not everyone liked being mindspoken to by a bond that wasn’t their own. “Sorry – hello. I’m sorry to hear about your Sersk’s first handler… but if you wouldn’t mind my asking, do you have any advice for handling a reimpressed wher? I didn’t exactly go through apprenticeship and wherlinghood beforehand to teach me how to deal with the situation.” She offered a slightly rueful smile.
V’ell – With D’ei
1/4 mark
“Yeah, it’s not much of a romantic surprise if you’re standing right there while I buy it, y’know.” V’ell: resident expert on romance. No really. She somehow managed to woo D’ei into following her to the Revolution, after all. She waggled her eyebrows at the little squeeze, then leaned in to kiss D’ei fiercely before backing up a bit.
“Okay, hang on…” She dug the little box out, then dropped to one knee and offered it to D’ei with a dramatic flourish. “This is for you, love of my life.”
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Tuatha De generated a random number between
1 and 15 ...
13!
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 7:55 pm
Valeska - Splat the Tunnelsnake
4 & 5/8 marks
...Well, that was an embarrassing performance. Especially for a sharpshooter.
Granted, this was a bat, not a bow. Hand-to-hand was never her specialty, although she wouldn't consider herself terrible at it. Still, she wasn't about to leave it at such a disappointing performance.
She waited until the other riders had wandered off, then headed back over and surreptitiously handed over another eighth-mark for another try. She wasn't going to be beaten by socks, shardit.
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 8:20 pm
Canoake- G'nar's Stall
4 7/8 mark left.And the crowd seemed to be forming at G'nar's stall. Which suited her because she had decided that she wanted the smoky colored pelt for her room. Something to cover up in and snuggle into once the cold set in. Jar carefully held onto, she nodded to the others as she got closer. "Anali, A'nos. It is good to see you both looking well. How are your dragons doing?"
She refused to admit she had worried. An emotion buried down deep and hidden behind her wall. Tatath made a rude noise and she ignored it. Giving a nod to the other man as well, she continued on. "Well met. I am Canoake of Tatath. I don't think I have seen you around or at least, we have missed each other. But I couldn't miss your furs, especially the clouded one. Such skill, did you catch it yourself?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 8:30 pm
G'nar - eyeing the flit egg XD 6 1/8 marks G'nar nodded at the newly arrived Greenrider at his stall "G'nar, m'dragon is Jareth, giant blue, can't miss 'im" he said, his conversational tone wasn't exactly.. conversational but hey, he was mingling right? That had to count for something. He assumed she'd heard him tell the goldrider how much the pelts were as she asked about the cloudy grey one. "Yup, it was troubling a minor hold, decided to take Jareth up and track the beast, good clean kill too as you can see" he told her, his eyes lighting up as he remembered the hunt, remembered tracking it so far then relying on Jareth to finish. "Jareth's gotten good at leaving barely a mark on 'em that would affect the pelt" he actually smiled, proud of his big, grumpy blue. "I tracked it, Jareth killed it and i guarantee you won't find another just like it" he added. Eyeing that pot with the flit egg in it, while he didn't know her intentions with the egg, the fact she was carting a flit egg about the gather in a pot with hot sands wasn't usual. "Back to the pelts G'nar" reminded Jareth as G'nar's attention wandered to flits and what it might be like to have one himself. They weren't like the little felines or the canines, but they weren't quite like dragons or whers either.
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 9:13 pm
Toska - T'arn's Stall
2 1/2 marks
"Deal," Toska said immediately, handing over the marks and grinning brightly at T'arn. "Keep the chain. I like leather better, most times. A little softer, a little easier to wear...cheaper to replace when it breaks." She shot a wry look at Tosk, who was still curled up, though her head was flickering this way and that, clearly focusing on other things. Impatient girl. Toska smiled fondly, but then turned back to T'arn. "I don't suppose you have a small bag or something I could bum off you? Or maybe a cloth to wrap this in?" She indicated the wher figurine. "I can wear the pendant, no problem, but this little one..."
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S'aak - Wandering
4 3/8 marks
S'aak took the pastries one in each hand, taking a bite out of the ovine pasty and closing his eyes. "Hmm, this is wonderful. Thank you again, Miss. I'll tell my friends to come your way." He smiled, inclining his head to the crimsonrider as he turned away. Hmm...where to go next...so many places, so little time. He ate as he wandered, finishing the pasty relatively quickly and starting in on the tuber dumpling. That was good - different, but good. She really was quite talented. He'd have to remember that for later.
For now, though...he wasn't quite sure what to get up to.
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Serdek - Vakus' Stall 7
1 1/2 marks
And then both Ellansk and his handler were asking questions, and Serdek blinked, a little startled at finding herself in the spotlight like that. "No, he's not here, I'm sorry. We don't...really do dragons, Sersk and I," she said to the brown. "Only reason I'm here is we really needed a new saddle. Otherwise we'd have stayed at Malvren." It would have been odd, talking to a wher, if Serdek were the kind of person who regularly talked to people. As it was, she didn't seem to notice how odd the situation was.
Ellanfer got a slightly thoughtful pause. "Well...I started out with a wher before him. I lost Serdesk in the Revolution and he lost Regan, so...it made sense, I guess. But for new handlers...I'm guessing you blooded him? That's a big deal with rebonding..." and then she trailed off, a little awkwardly. "With a grown wher, it's more about listening to him and learning what he wants than it is about the generals of handling. Whers are bloody great brutes of animals that, if you ask them, will tear the arm off anyone you don't care for. Probably easiest to think of your boy as a partner than a bondmate."
But it all depended on the intelligence of the individual wher.
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Sa'nil - Tunnelsnake Splat
5 marks
The bustle of the Gather made Sa'nil a little anxious.
He loved it, of course - people everywhere, enthusiasm, a general sense of happiness that oozed off everyone around him - but the fact remained that the bronzerider simply could not hear, and a space chock-full of people was not exactly the best place for someone who couldn't necessarily watch out to avoid running into people or upsetting some display that he hadn't noticed in time. They had arrived in time to see (hear, in other people's cases) S'vor's speech, but Sa'nil had been so engrossed in ensuring he caught the Wingsecond's words that by the time the speech had ended, he had already managed to lose his partner.
Not exactly an auspicious start, but he had gotten a decent look at some of the stalls on his quest to find the bluerider. And on the plus side, it wasn't like Valeska was particularly difficult to find. She had gone straight for the games - which didn't much surprise Sa'nil, all things considered. And it looked like she was doing well, or that's what he gathered as he drew alongside her and tugged her sleeve gently. Smiling sheepishly, he ducked his head and signed quickly at her. separated - got lost - sorry And then, a moment later, having fun - ?
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Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 10:02 pm
T’arn – At His Stall
11 marks
And that put him at a nice round number: eleven marks. Not bad considering he'd started off the day with six, and the stall itself had cost a mark and a half. Perhaps he'd go even higher, if the girl currently looking at the other wher figurines turned out to be interested, or the other wherhandler bought his larger set of talon sheaths.
"Of course, just one moment..." He cut and fastened a cord for Toska's pendant same as he had for Tosk's, then carefully wrapped both in soft cloth. Another piece of soft cloth wrapped carefully around the wher figurine, and then all three went together into a small canvas bag that he pulled out from behind the stall. "There you go. Have a wonderful Gather, and come back anytime!"
Valeska – Tunnelsnake Splat
4 & 5/8 marks
“Sa’nil!” She spoke aloud more by reflex than actual mistake; there was no mistaking the little white-gloved hand that tugged at her sleeve. She grinned at him and set down the bat before throwing an arm across his shoulders for a brief squeeze.
It had to be brief, however, because she needed both hands to respond to him. Her signs were a bit clumsier than Sa'nil, and her grasp of grammar was next to nil, but she could usually get her meaning across eventually. Sorry – watch better. A little twang of guilt struck at her heart for losing track of her partner; while in her head she knew that he was a fully grown adult and a bronzerider to boot, some part of her still thought of him as the anxious lost puppy that she needed to gently shepherd places. And the fact that Sa’nil couldn’t communicate effectively without her made things needlessly difficult for him.
She signed rapidly. Having fun - hit lots - good game. Shells, what was the sign for firelizards? She could remember the signs for dragon or wher, but not the sign for firelizard; since neither she nor Sa’nil had one it hadn’t been a big priority for her. Then again her usual method was to throw signs together until something stuck anyway… Little fly flame egg – want win.
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