Aint no party like a Shralestian party - RPLOG
Participants
Date
25/5/477
Log
The Maritime district s abuzz with activity as commoners come to and fro from the docks, laden with items to trade, and rewards for the bargaining. A few nobles are present as well, finding themselves -loving- the Shralestian fashions being sold, and the value of the incence.
The Foriegn visiters have seemed to take up almost all of the district as well, dozens of stands dotting out and about selling all manner of things from weapons and armor, to food cooked in styles from across the sea! As well, in the center of the district a makeshift platform has been erected by the group, as various groups of their women and even a few men, find their ways to the stage to dance in silk outfits that barely kept them decent. The Visiters themselves seem to be made of of Fennecs, Kangaroo Rats, Pronghorns, and even a spotted Hyena or two that worked to operate the 'alley gambling' that was now taking place as well.
Selena looks over the groups of starstruck locals - aparrently less amazed with the Shralestan goods than one might expect - though certainly intersted, it's clear the majority of them aren't new at all. Perhaps oddly, the wolfess lingers by the section of the imprompty marketplace set up to house the foreign weapons and armor.
Cassidy was, once again, out of her armour and mask, today she was dressed in a light orange silk dress dress with a matching pair of long gloves. A serving woman shuffled alongside her, holding an umbrella over the pair while the vixen's hands were occupied by a basket. As they step under the covering, the serving girl loiters behind while Cassidy herself moved off to see what the buzz was about, gravitating towards the other fennecs.
Flora herself is wearing the very same dress she was wearing when she presented her camera to the king. The dress being in Shralestan style, she'd almost be able to fit in amongst the traders themselves, almost. "Flora has... Missed the food from her old home, yes," she mumbles after a moment of contemplation, grinning as she moves to one of the food-stands.
Siyu grins a bit to himself. His people! Sharlastans! Prehaps even a family member, or another cute rodent might show up there. Somthing different that's for sure. He'll chitters a little bit and swish his hips towards the gathering of of Sharlastans! He's dressed to the hilt, his silks dripping from him, hanging with lace, gold and silver. He has several large crown bags too, ready to buy spice and trade and offer gifts and well wishes. The rodent runs a hand through his long hair and chitters as he looks around! "I can already taste my mouth burning..." he says with a giggle, agreeing with Flora.
Johnny makes his way to the Maritime district with his metal legged friend, prostetics or not no reason he can't be out and about with normal folks. Johnny seems to be very intent to get into view of some good wares, and probably not perform any petty thefts along the course of this outing. He does have crown however, and he does look at all the exotic gear and foods with the willpower he possesses, food smells really good right now but he should look at this armor.
Valor makes his way towards the commotion, wondering what could be causing such a ruckus. Sure there was a foreign ship here, but why this mess? It looked like fun though and he was interested. Maybe he could get some ideas and designs. And possibly other things
One of the Merchants near Selena looks up and grins widely as he spreads his arms out and booms out in a large voice. "LOVELY LADY! Come! Take a look at Black Tuft's wares! I have much to offer in the way of weapons for self defense, and many things that may be of interest yes~" The Merchant a tall Black-Tailed Jackrabbit, which meant he was roughly four and a half feet tall in all actuality. Dressed in fine silked wares, with leather gloves covering his hands as he motions to a variety of staffs, daggers, and even a sword or two. To his right though, is a box marked with a burning hand, that seemed to contain a few papers.
Cassidy doesn't need to walk far to get near the Fennecs it seems, as the dancers on stage are accompanied by a wide variety of fellows in matching dress that move through the crowds with small baskets for crown tips. One of the thinner males, clad in dark blue silk pants, with a see through bit of cloth wrapped around his chest approaches the masked one and holds his own basket up with a grin. "Welcome stranger, we're the traveling preformers known as 'The Sand Furs'... Could I entice you to tip, or would you like to know more of us~?"
Flora and Siyu need not move far for food, as a large Caracal woman whom appeared in her middle age grins and yells out with enthusiasm. "Come one, come all my hungry children! Mama Mombasa is having all the delicious food for you! Falafel, Fattoush, Manakeesh, and other such tasty things! Much better than Spicy Tail's food~!" Her lips turning in a grin as a nearby group of Kangaroo rats settled about cooking fires laugh and make rude gestures to her playfully.
Johnny is soon spotted as well by a Spotted Hyena whom was sitting over a booth filled with leather armor, and crossbows... Even a few vials wrapped in black cloth laying off to the side. "Hey there my friend... Bring yourself to Shashka's eh? You're friend too! My sister dress him up some for you, while you and I talk business eh?"
A pair of Pronghorn Women stop near Valor, dressed in fine white robes, with books of Creator textsin their hands as they grin and speak to him. "Hello friend! Please, you must come under the tarps... Our day is for all the Creator's children!"
Thankfully for all though, the area under the tarp is rather thinning in activity, as most have seemed to departed due to the rain... Though the thick brightly colored tarps, help to ensure most everyone is safe fromt he rain!
Selena hazards a look back over the bazaar for a moment, offering a wave over to Flora, Cassidy and Johnny. Perhaps surprisingly enough ending up greeting the rat first. "Johnny, wasn't it?" She greets quietly, pulling a pair of white gloves from her bag - though their material could be anything - slipping them on before taking a careful look over the wares at the booming merchant's store - yes; definitely a bazaar. "It's good to see you again - I'd like to apologize for how rude I was the last time I saw you - at the gates during the riot. I was a little shocked." She notes.
She does eventually approach the exotic weapons merchant, gesturing to the daggers. "You don't mind if I take a closer look, do you?"
Cassidy gives a polite wave towards Selena, ears perking at the mention of 'weapons'. She'd have to check that out, later! But for now, the noble vixen turns back to the fennec speaking to her and smiles. "Performers, huh? Well... I could be enticed to tip, yes..." She smiles kindly and produces a 100-crown coin and sets it into his basket. "Why don't you tell me more? It's not often I see others of my type, you know! Especially not out here, and it has been ages since I've visited the distant family in Shralesta."
Cassidy spends 100 Crown for RP reasons.
A grin, a tailflick as Flora slinks over towards the feline, a grin as she looks over the wares. "Flora will have a small taste first, yes? Then Flora will decide if miss... Mombasa speaks the truth, yes yes, and Flora will see if the price is right before buying anything," she mumbles, ears flicking. "Flora will... Have a bit of shoarma and a bit of doner. Those slices," she mumbles, gesturing faintly at a few specific slices, even as she eyes the prices warily. "The price seems... Much too high, yes."
Siyu chuckles a little bit and he lips his lips, looking over, Spicy Tail huh? Well a group of kangaroo rats, and he grins and winks to the Caracal, and then will swish his hips over towards the group, "Ah brothers, welcome, welcome, I hope you find Sweetwater well." he wets his lips, "Please let me taste somthing that will set my soul afire!" he grins and giggles rolling a fat 100 crown coin around, hoping to have some fun with his countrymen, and blood. He runs a hand through his long hair again, just smiling and glancing around. If he's lucky there may even be some creator artifacts around, broken as they may be. And prehaps these merchants have not heard of the fresh news reguarding them if they just arrived today. He grins some, "The travels see you well? Good tidings? Good buisness." he does casually look around for any "sisters" that may be around, while setting the golden crown down.
Siyu spends 100 Crown for RP reasons.
Johnny glances from his friend to Selena, waving with a bit of a smile to the smart one who'd been helpful in his late outings. "Hey, yeah I'm Johnny, nice to see ya too. Never caught your name, but s'alright no harm right?" he says before he agres to approach Shashka and insepect their wares, his friend seems far less enthusiastic about the meeting. "Drus me up?" he slurs a bit uneducatedly before Johnny jabs him in the side. "I mean ah, dress me up? I don't need no dress." He etakes a moment to eye the vials and then the crossbows. "Crossbows... half my gang used to carry em, people hate when you fire alot of them at once. An then we had a few dark magic guys, real nasty combination. Course it didn't help them much. What are you asking?"
Valor smiles, very much pleased that someone had taken notice of him. He does take heed of their words and joins them under the tarp. He shakes his head, shaking the water from his mane. He follows the two Pronghorns, interested in what might be in those books, as he loved to learn. And eat as well, as he made a mental note to check out the wonderful smells coming over from Siyu and Flora's direction. They get a polite nod, and he spots the various weapon dealers. Gods, there was so much to do and see! But first, these white-robbed females got his attention, as they had invited him under the tarp so, being polite, giving his full attention to the pair of Pronghorns.
"Aaaaah but of course lovely lady~ I ask that you not wander with them though... I've had a few attempt so already!" The Jackrabbit laughing gently as he leans back some, his wares well crafted, if not a little over dressed it seemed. Ornate carvings in the handles depicting local wildlife to the Desert nation, along with some that had creator text attached to them. All but a few of his weapons carry markings along it's length for creator fire runes... Though there is an interesting whip of all things, that was sporting a gilded wrapping around the handle and appeared more for show than actual fighting.
Cassidy's donation almost makes the man drop his backet, before he collects himself and lets out a sharp whistle... Another male, and female slinking their way through the crowd, the female taking his basket to the back before returning as well. Both of the new comers move to grasp her Cassidy's hands, as the original one moves behind her to help 'motivate' her forward. "Gladly~! To Start, I am Rahbi, And this is my sister and brother Maxah'ni, and Lest'li~ Not related by blood mind you! Come come, we'll take you to relax behind the stage with us!" With how they were pushing, it didn't seem to be an option either...
Mama Mombasa puffs her chest out heavily as Flora mentions the prices, before moving her serving tool to flick the two desired pieces up, catch them on a small wooden plate, and hold them out for her to pick from said plate. "Mama Mombasa makes only finest foods! I do not try and hide flavor behind spice... And for price, it is the price! If the little one thinks she can haggle with Mama Mombasa, she is welcome to try!" The woman giving a broad and devious grin, as her assistant, a -smaller- fennec then most, covers his face with his hand.
Siyu's arrival is met with loud cheering from the group of three, the lead cook standing up as she brushes her hands off. "Welcome Brother! We will burn the impurities of the souls away... I am the chef Mazavi, and my Brothers are with me... Bastu! Give the brother some of our Kofta!" At her command, the smallest of the group rushes forward with a plate of the spicy food already skewered for the customer!
"Yes yes, Crossbows are nice yes? I tell you what, you are smart yes, so I show you a crossbow that fire alot at once! I work the clips too, so they go in a little faster, and you can shoot more with greater speed!" The Hyena reaching down to pull up a large repeating crossbow, as a female hyena makes her way out, holding leather with what looks to be bits of cloth made to resemble fur vaguely as she compares themto his friends colorings...
"You are a silent one sir! We see many of the Creators Children today wandering the streets... And have made certain to pay our dues while here of course. The architexture was lovely, but not much to our home... Tell me friend, do you visit your Church often?" THe two Pronghorns Flicking their tails as they look to the silent Valor.
Selena nods back to Johnny. "I'm Selena. Again, sorry I wasn't very talkative. I was more than a little shocked by what happened." She replies, shaking her head. First, a dagger's inspected. Then another, and another before she finally takes a look at the unusual whip critically. "Could you tell me something about these and the text on the daggers?" She asks - "The unfortunate thing about these is that very few beings here are familiar with creator text. I've only seen a little when I did some work on restoring a book about... A little over a year ago, I think. And I wasn't given any full translation."
Cassidy slides her own basket up to her elbow before allowing the other fennecs to take her hand, easily ushered along by the three. "Oh, well, it is nice to meet you three! I am Cassidy. I'd love to relax with you! So, what do you three do, exactly? You said you were performers? Do you sing, or dance? Both? Something else? I'd love to know more!" She seems genuinely curious and quite pleased.
"Flora is quite sure the price is too high, yes. The food, however, is not bad... Now, Flora understands wanting to make some money, but... A profit-margin of twice the costs of the meat AND the runes needed to heat it up... Flora would deem that a bit much, no?"
She grins for a moment, gesturing at the numbers, before leaning back on the spot. "Now, since miss Mombasa took the effort of bringing Flora food from her old home... Flora is offering a profit-margin of... Ten percent. Should be more than enough to account for whatever part of the food spoiled on the way here as well," she adds. "Miss Mombasa's choice."
