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Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2017 3:56 pm
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Rham was excited. In two weeks time he was going to talk to a man about a cart and an animal to go along with it. He'd saved his coin carefully, bought and traded. Rham even learned to make simple things like scarves and leggings to try to bring in more people to buy fabrics. He wasn't an expert at sewing, but if someone bought it, they saw his stitch work and didn't mind it. If anything else they told him they could fix it, and he had a good eye for color. Which, he knew he did. It was his profession, after all.
Either way, the man was once more in Tale, heading for an inn, this time without his wares. They were with his family. He wasn't selling until he had this cart and animal. He had plenty of coin saved up for this and he was determined to celebrate his victory.
"Time to go get tipsy," he cheered to himself, whistling down the dark path. It was just after sunset. It wasn't quite pitch black, but it would be in the next hour.
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2017 1:52 pm
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When Rham found his way to the inn, he whistled as he pushed the door open, listening to it creak and then wandered inside. It shut behind him and no one really looked up. Excellent news for him. Rham, despite how he acted when selling things, didn't actually like the lime light on him all the time. Wandering towards the bar before even asking for a room, he spotted a head of white hair and paused.
It couldn't be her, right? There's no way. He stepped closer and moved to lean against the bar next to her, elbow propped on it, head pillowed by his flat of the palm of his hand.
"It is you," he said, laughing, his whole face seeming to brighten up. "Well, what are the odds? Remember me?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2017 2:10 pm
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"Rham, that's right." He grinned at her even wider before straightening himself up. "I do owe you a drink, don't I? I'll pay for your next one, hm? You'll have a second drink with me? ...And possibly tell me your name again? It's been a bit since I saw you last." He ordered his own drink and then started the negotiations of a tab going. Once that was done, he looked over at her again and then at her clothes.
"I like these colors on you. It works well." It might have been an odd compliment coming from normal men, but he had an eye for this kind of thing. He reached out and touched the fabric on her arm before nodding. "Soft. Seems a bit warm for this area though, hm? Why not get something more... flowy? Maybe something with no sleeves. Some shorts. It'd work for the area." His light eyes looked up at her again before his drink came.
"Thanks," he said to the barkeep, taking it in hand and sipping on it, waiting on her answer.
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2017 2:59 pm
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"Sathe, that's right." He took a swig of his drink again and just watched her as she explained her choice of clothing. Not that he was really judging, it was just something he found curious.
True, her clothing would work better here than in Jauhar, but most clothing works better here than there. At least in his opinion. "You're right. Well, you do look very, very good. Seems like life's been treating you well." He wasn't at all being subtle in his flirtation, even going so far as to lean a bit closer and over-dramatically waggle his brows before he scoffed at himself.
"I'm expecting a cart in a couple of weeks. I've been saving and haggling with this guy, and I think he's finally agreeing to sell it to me." He looked like he was a kid, smiling so brightly. "So now I can have a proper place to store the materials and work on sewing them into pretty show pieces and things like that. A place that's mine and I don't have to rent, or fight over floor space in the market."
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2017 12:54 pm
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She listened to his talk of travels, all the areas he'd go to, and then posed the question back at her. She thought about it, holding her glass to her lips without drinking, caught in the thought. But the more she thought, the more it occurred to her that she liked home.
"Well I don't really think I would go anywhere too crazy. I mean, I like it here. I do go back and forth between Sauti and Jauhar sometimes, usually Jauhar to get supplies or visit family. But home is a nice place to be." Not that she wouldn't consider the idea of moving somewhere else, but traveling, being on the road for long periods of time, it didn't really appeal to her all that much. She would rather set down roots somewhere and really sink into the place.
How long are you in Tale for this time?" She asked him. She was making an assumption, thinking this probably wasn't his first time in Tale.
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