Aia Heijra
Dedicated
Valkyrie of Isra
Roleplay posts: 109
Age: 26
Physical Description: A tall and athletically built woman, although she appears quite slim. She has long, curly white hair, bright blue eyes, pretty face, and clear complexion.
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Clothes and Equipment: Aia's Ki'gar hangs around her neck like a cape, though only reaches down to her mid-back. It is a darker shade of orange, with black trimming, a black boar's head, and the name 'Heijra' underneath. The Heijra clan is known as the Black Boar clan.
Aia likes to wear fur around her shoulders, which is customary in her homeland. When in battle she prefers to wear little to no armor, and when does it is generally light.
Aia wields an ancestral blade from Asgeir, passed down in the Heijra Clan for many generations. The runic inscriptions allow her to create, control, and use fire magic, drawing upon a source the Varan call "the power of the Old Gods".
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Post by Aia Heijra on Dec 1, 2017 17:50:01 GMT -8
“Allow me,” Aia would speak up, stepping closer to Riley Fletcher and Cheesecake and extending a hand to take the kordanite blade. Varan were naturally strong and Aia herself quite powerful. If all that was said was true, she ought to be able to cleave through Riley’s sword.
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Post by Travelling Merchants on Dec 2, 2017 16:38:45 GMT -8
(If your character is strong enough it should be able to break it pretty easily!) The captain would hand the blade to Aia Heijra and give a nod. "If you believe you can do so, then feel free," he said, in the meantime wondering just how strong she really was.
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Aia Heijra
Dedicated
Valkyrie of Isra
Roleplay posts: 109
Age: 26
Physical Description: A tall and athletically built woman, although she appears quite slim. She has long, curly white hair, bright blue eyes, pretty face, and clear complexion.
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Clothes and Equipment: Aia's Ki'gar hangs around her neck like a cape, though only reaches down to her mid-back. It is a darker shade of orange, with black trimming, a black boar's head, and the name 'Heijra' underneath. The Heijra clan is known as the Black Boar clan.
Aia likes to wear fur around her shoulders, which is customary in her homeland. When in battle she prefers to wear little to no armor, and when does it is generally light.
Aia wields an ancestral blade from Asgeir, passed down in the Heijra Clan for many generations. The runic inscriptions allow her to create, control, and use fire magic, drawing upon a source the Varan call "the power of the Old Gods".
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Registered: Aug 15, 2015 5:18:42 GMT -8
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Post by Aia Heijra on Dec 2, 2017 17:02:57 GMT -8
Aia would take the blade, nodding at the merchant, and then turned to look at Riley Fletcher and Cheesecake . Assuming Riley was okay with it and gave her the go-ahead, she would cut her ally's sword in half using the kordanite blade.
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Riley Fletcher and Cheesecake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 121
Age: 25
Physical Description: Riley Fletcher is a red-haired human standing 6 feet in height, with the body of a trained soldier. His hair has been described as "red and floppy" and his clothes always seem to be their cleanest. Cheesecake is a fairy standing 6 inches in height, wearing a pink skirt. She has short blonde hair with a tiny cowlick that never seems to go away no matter what.
Clothes and Equipment: Riley's normal attire includes his red armor and green-tinted plate pieces and his green scythe with an amber blade. The scythe was a gift from the archfey themselves. Riley will be the first to admit a scythe isn't actually a viable weapon but the archfey, living in another plane of existence and having no idea what humans consider weapons, gifted him one thinking that because "it's super awesome-looking" it must be a proper weapon.
He keeps a longsword and shield as a backup for when the archfey are proven wrong. Along with his weapon, Riley carries with him standard adventuring gear as well as healing potions for when they're traveling. Cheesecake's small size means she's not able to carry much more than her rapier (essentially a metal toothpick).
Registered: Aug 23, 2017 9:00:03 GMT -8
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Post by Riley Fletcher and Cheesecake on Dec 2, 2017 21:00:19 GMT -8
Riley nodded to Aia and watched her smash the sword to pieces. He scratched his chin for a bit and shrugged.
"Good enough for me," Riley said to the captain. By now Cheesecake had finished channeling her spell. A portal opened, revealing a massive vault filled to the brim with gold pieces. Riley bent through and began grabbing something.
"So, do you accept gold bars or just coins?" He asked through the portal.
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Post by Travelling Merchants on Dec 3, 2017 4:22:29 GMT -8
"As long as it all adds up in the end, you could pay us in gold potatoes and I wouldn't mind," the captain added with a nod. "I'll go check how the men are doing with your kordanite."
With that said, he moved to the entrance of the tent to check the camp guards. By this point they had collected most of the ore and tipped it into the weighing scales, a large pile that pushed a needle further up steel frame with neatly written measurements scratched in at certain points for weight reference. As a final basket was poured on, the needle the mark for 300lbs and the guards turned to look at the merchant captain for a further go-ahead, which he gave with a thumbs up. Seconds later, two empty wooden crates with open tops were placed down by the weighing scales and the men used shovels to fill them, which when filled had the create tops placed over in a sliding motion that did a good job locking it in place.
"I thank you for your honest business," the captain turned and told Riley and Aia with a smile. "We merchants are honest ourselves, and hard-working and good people! Yet you would not even be able to guess how many groups attempt to cheat us, or attack us or steal from us because we are from the desert. This kordanite is almost the only thing of value we have to trade, but now thanks to your people we can afford buy food and essentials for our own and make life in the swallowing sea a little easier, eh?"
He kept a wide smile on his face and wandered back to the table where he finished scrawling down on his note. "Would you like my men to move the crates to your, uh, wagon or whatever else?"
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Riley Fletcher and Cheesecake
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 121
Age: 25
Physical Description: Riley Fletcher is a red-haired human standing 6 feet in height, with the body of a trained soldier. His hair has been described as "red and floppy" and his clothes always seem to be their cleanest. Cheesecake is a fairy standing 6 inches in height, wearing a pink skirt. She has short blonde hair with a tiny cowlick that never seems to go away no matter what.
Clothes and Equipment: Riley's normal attire includes his red armor and green-tinted plate pieces and his green scythe with an amber blade. The scythe was a gift from the archfey themselves. Riley will be the first to admit a scythe isn't actually a viable weapon but the archfey, living in another plane of existence and having no idea what humans consider weapons, gifted him one thinking that because "it's super awesome-looking" it must be a proper weapon.
He keeps a longsword and shield as a backup for when the archfey are proven wrong. Along with his weapon, Riley carries with him standard adventuring gear as well as healing potions for when they're traveling. Cheesecake's small size means she's not able to carry much more than her rapier (essentially a metal toothpick).
Registered: Aug 23, 2017 9:00:03 GMT -8
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Post by Riley Fletcher and Cheesecake on Dec 3, 2017 20:05:01 GMT -8
"I'd appreciate the help, but I believe my friend here still needs your assistance with something. While I look over the wagon, maybe you could help her?" Riley said as he gestured to Aia. Poor woman's been ignored the entire time. He felt guilty for drawing the attention for a mundane transaction and hoped she wouldn't be too upset with him.
Riley and Cheesecake walked around the wagon as the men loaded the ore into the cart. It would be best to go immediately to the guild hall to deliver this.
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Aia Heijra
Dedicated
Valkyrie of Isra
Roleplay posts: 109
Age: 26
Physical Description: A tall and athletically built woman, although she appears quite slim. She has long, curly white hair, bright blue eyes, pretty face, and clear complexion.
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Clothes and Equipment: Aia's Ki'gar hangs around her neck like a cape, though only reaches down to her mid-back. It is a darker shade of orange, with black trimming, a black boar's head, and the name 'Heijra' underneath. The Heijra clan is known as the Black Boar clan.
Aia likes to wear fur around her shoulders, which is customary in her homeland. When in battle she prefers to wear little to no armor, and when does it is generally light.
Aia wields an ancestral blade from Asgeir, passed down in the Heijra Clan for many generations. The runic inscriptions allow her to create, control, and use fire magic, drawing upon a source the Varan call "the power of the Old Gods".
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Registered: Aug 15, 2015 5:18:42 GMT -8
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Post by Aia Heijra on Dec 4, 2017 14:46:09 GMT -8
Aia was not at all upset and simply awaited for Riley's own transaction to finish. "Well if that's all," she'd begin to say, "I will take my ore and head back to the Free City. Let me know, Riley, if you ever need my self." Aia looked up at Cheesecake, smiled, and waved goodbye. She finished any business she had with the Merchants and departed for Isra.
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Grandma
Widely Known
Imperial Vizier of Isra
Roleplay posts: 1,017
Age: 90
Physical Description: ---------------------------------------------------------
An elderly and frail looking woman with white wispy hair. However, despite being old, her back is not bent by age nor are her eyes clouded by it.
Clothes and Equipment: ---------------------------------------------------------
She wears a deep purple robe that has sleeves that extend far beyond her hands. Her hands are covered with fine gloves of black silk and she wears one ring on each, one having a purple stone set in it and the other a piece of onyx. Carrying an ornate cane of orellium, Grandma can use it to increase her magical channeling as well as assist in deflecting others spells with it. The cane itself is black and covered in numerous ornate, but tiny runes. The cap on the cane is a purplish colored gem. On her wrist is a silver bracelet with a ruby in it that Grandma uses for telepathic communication with others in its network.
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Post by Grandma on Dec 4, 2017 15:03:36 GMT -8
Travelling Merchants Grandma approached the merchant camp, riding a rather unassuming looking grey donkey. Word of the Kordanite they were selling had reached her ears and she was curious to see the metal in person. The small town she had heard rumors about it at had been far too poor to possess any themselves, so she was curious to see if the material would live up to the peasant's tales of it. Pulling up to a stop near one of the guards, Grandma lowered a scarlet hood to reveal her wizened features to the man, a small smile on her face. “I’ve heard rumors that Kordanite is sold here, are they accurate? If so, I would greatly appreciate it if you could point me in the right direction of who is selling it here.” There weren’t that many merchants to choose from in the first place, but the old woman figured asking the guard which one sold it couldn’t hurt.
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Post by Travelling Merchants on Dec 4, 2017 20:47:22 GMT -8
"Very well, have a safe journey!" The captain told Riley, Cheesecake and Aia once their business was concluded. The guards would begin taking the payment and storing it somewhere in the tower, while the Captain would move back to the tent.
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At the camp entrance, the guard looked down towards Grandma and gave a nod. "This is true, Kordanite is sold here," he replied. "But we have just finished a large transaction and are mostly out of stock, so we cannot trade for large orders now, hm." A part of him wondered what an old woman was doing trying to buy kordanite, but he supposed he'd seen stranger things.
"The captain is inside in the large tent."
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Grandma
Widely Known
Imperial Vizier of Isra
Roleplay posts: 1,017
Age: 90
Physical Description: ---------------------------------------------------------
An elderly and frail looking woman with white wispy hair. However, despite being old, her back is not bent by age nor are her eyes clouded by it.
Clothes and Equipment: ---------------------------------------------------------
She wears a deep purple robe that has sleeves that extend far beyond her hands. Her hands are covered with fine gloves of black silk and she wears one ring on each, one having a purple stone set in it and the other a piece of onyx. Carrying an ornate cane of orellium, Grandma can use it to increase her magical channeling as well as assist in deflecting others spells with it. The cane itself is black and covered in numerous ornate, but tiny runes. The cap on the cane is a purplish colored gem. On her wrist is a silver bracelet with a ruby in it that Grandma uses for telepathic communication with others in its network.
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Post by Grandma on Dec 4, 2017 22:38:39 GMT -8
Travelling Merchants “Ah, a large amount of it was just sold you say… No matter, I will gladly speak to this captain of yours even if your current supply here is running low.” Whispering something to the donkey she rode, Grandma passed through the camp entrance, bringing the beast to a halt once it was near the captain's tent. Carefully dismounting, Grandma took a moment to brush herself off and take a look at her surroundings. Cane in hand, the gem capping it glinting curiously, the old woman entered the tent. She glanced around the room briefly before turning her attention to the man inside, who she presumed was the captain. “You are the captain of this fine camp as I understand it? As I’m sure many of your current visitors have been, I’m here because I’ve heard the rumors about this new material you’re selling… Kordanite. I’ve heard some very outlandish claims about what it can do, claims that pique my curiosity.”
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Post by Travelling Merchants on Dec 5, 2017 8:54:46 GMT -8
At the appearance of the old woman, though mostly the things she said, the captain found himself grinning. "Yes, you may have heard these claims - and many of them will be true! But we have already sold most of it, so if you are looking to buy there's not much I can help you with," he explained rather cheerfully.
He put down a quill he was using to write; some poor amateur poetry from the look of things; and placed it down a little clumsily. "It's a good metal, strong, sharp and extremely hard to break. Also hard to work with and a little magical."
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Grandma
Widely Known
Imperial Vizier of Isra
Roleplay posts: 1,017
Age: 90
Physical Description: ---------------------------------------------------------
An elderly and frail looking woman with white wispy hair. However, despite being old, her back is not bent by age nor are her eyes clouded by it.
Clothes and Equipment: ---------------------------------------------------------
She wears a deep purple robe that has sleeves that extend far beyond her hands. Her hands are covered with fine gloves of black silk and she wears one ring on each, one having a purple stone set in it and the other a piece of onyx. Carrying an ornate cane of orellium, Grandma can use it to increase her magical channeling as well as assist in deflecting others spells with it. The cane itself is black and covered in numerous ornate, but tiny runes. The cap on the cane is a purplish colored gem. On her wrist is a silver bracelet with a ruby in it that Grandma uses for telepathic communication with others in its network.
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Post by Grandma on Dec 5, 2017 15:55:40 GMT -8
Travelling Merchants “Although it’s unfortunate that you won’t be able to sell me any, perhaps you can still be of aid to me. I have been traveling around the Overworld for quite a long time, as my appearance probably makes abundantly obvious.” The old woman chuckled slightly to herself upon mention of how old she looked, straightening her robes as she did so, the gem on her staff still shimmering slightly. “To my point, I haven’t ever heard of Kordanite until recently. Although it’s possible I’ve just not been in the right places to hear about it, I suspect it simply hasn’t been in circulation, at least widely, until recently. As you’re a group of merchants, I take it you weren’t the ones who mined this material out of the ground but instead traded for it.” Leaning forward on her cane, Grandma studies the man intently for a moment before continuing with her inquiry. “I’m curious as to how you got your hands on this Kordanite in the first place. Of course, such knowledge is valuable to traders such as yourself. I’d be willing to compensate you in return for your knowledge regarding this matter.”
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Post by Travelling Merchants on Dec 5, 2017 16:25:39 GMT -8
The captain grinned widely at her question. He knew it was a matter of time someone would come to question them about the origin and source of kordanite, but he had expected it to be an official from some nation or other and not an un-seeming old woman. This raised a little suspicion and he knew it was very unlikely she was just curious for herself - someone sent her, or if not directly then she came on behalf of that someone.
"We don't know much about it. We get it from our people, who get it from certain others, who get it from another group - which is as it goes until you reach the source, I imagine. Of course, we hear whispers here and there as to kordanite's true origin, but each whisper is as different from each other as a cat is different from a dog. I hear it comes from underground, though that's not exactly helpful is it? Iron and coal come from the ground too."
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Grandma
Widely Known
Imperial Vizier of Isra
Roleplay posts: 1,017
Age: 90
Physical Description: ---------------------------------------------------------
An elderly and frail looking woman with white wispy hair. However, despite being old, her back is not bent by age nor are her eyes clouded by it.
Clothes and Equipment: ---------------------------------------------------------
She wears a deep purple robe that has sleeves that extend far beyond her hands. Her hands are covered with fine gloves of black silk and she wears one ring on each, one having a purple stone set in it and the other a piece of onyx. Carrying an ornate cane of orellium, Grandma can use it to increase her magical channeling as well as assist in deflecting others spells with it. The cane itself is black and covered in numerous ornate, but tiny runes. The cap on the cane is a purplish colored gem. On her wrist is a silver bracelet with a ruby in it that Grandma uses for telepathic communication with others in its network.
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Post by Grandma on Dec 5, 2017 17:41:27 GMT -8
Travelling Merchants“So you are rather removed from the actual origin of the material… I see. Could you perhaps give me a name of someone you get it from that you do know then? Even if it’s just one of your people up the chain of command, I’d greatly appreciate it. Chasing after elusive people to get to the bottom of something , well, let’s just say it wouldn’t be the first time I’ve done that.” Turning one of her hands over to reveal a small pouch in it, Grandma extended it towards the captain. However, before the man would have time to comment on the gesture, the bag would open of its own accord. From within three gems floated out, each being about the size of a walnut. Two of the gems were a brilliant blue while the other was a blood red that almost seemed to faintly pulse in the light. “I’ve noticed both you and the guard at the entrance said you have sold most of the Kordanite, implying you still have a bit left in your possession. Would it be possible for me to receive a small sample from you? I’m not asking for enough to make anything, just enough that I can inspect it.”
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Post by Travelling Merchants on Dec 7, 2017 2:53:18 GMT -8
"This is the issue," the captain tried to explain to her. "My people are not unified and many of our tribes do not even have chieftains, only elders who work together to lead. You will be hard-pressed to simply follow a chain to a destination, because in my world things aren't as easy as that. And the desert is far too dangerous to be travelling alone and without guides - you will never find the members of my people you are trying to find; the swallowing sands are simply too large and hard to navigate to walk somewhere and be done with it."
The more he thought about the conversation, the more it put a frown on his face. It was a small one at first, but as he spoke it became more and more noticeable. "May I ask why you care so much to find the source? You must understand that right now, my tribe relies on the gold of selling this ore to make our lives easier in the desert. By giving you this information, who is to say that I am not acting against my own interests, hm?"
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Grandma
Widely Known
Imperial Vizier of Isra
Roleplay posts: 1,017
Age: 90
Physical Description: ---------------------------------------------------------
An elderly and frail looking woman with white wispy hair. However, despite being old, her back is not bent by age nor are her eyes clouded by it.
Clothes and Equipment: ---------------------------------------------------------
She wears a deep purple robe that has sleeves that extend far beyond her hands. Her hands are covered with fine gloves of black silk and she wears one ring on each, one having a purple stone set in it and the other a piece of onyx. Carrying an ornate cane of orellium, Grandma can use it to increase her magical channeling as well as assist in deflecting others spells with it. The cane itself is black and covered in numerous ornate, but tiny runes. The cap on the cane is a purplish colored gem. On her wrist is a silver bracelet with a ruby in it that Grandma uses for telepathic communication with others in its network.
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Post by Grandma on Dec 7, 2017 16:21:02 GMT -8
Travelling Merchants Grandma considered the merchant's words, wondering if it was truly as hard as he was making it out to be to find others who sold this material. Although she had plenty of methods to locate people this merchant was unaware of, him speaking of a guide got her attention. She had expected that locating the source of the metal would be difficult, but she also felt perhaps the merchant wished to dissuade her from the idea. After all, he even outright admitted to relying on the business it brought them. “I’m interested in finding the source because I suspect whoever introduced this material might possess other objects that would be of interest to me. I’m personally not as interested in the material itself as much as who is introducing it to the market. If there are as many layers between yourself and the source as you claim, I don’t see how me finding the source could really interrupt you and your people receiving Cordanite. In fact, perhaps if you could help put me in the right direction, I could help you later down the line myself. I imagine knowing the direct source of the metal would be quite useful for you.” Almost subconsciously, Grandma stroked the gem atop her staff, staring off into the distance for a moment. It didn’t take long for her eyes to refocus upon the merchant. “You mentioned that if I went to the desert, I would need a guide. What would it take from me to convince you to have one of your own be that guide?”
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Post by Travelling Merchants on Dec 8, 2017 22:59:53 GMT -8
The captain of the merchants seemed to be a little unsure of the conversation and the direction in which it was going, but he had to admit that the old woman made some good points. Still... He had to proceed carefully, for a reason he was about to explain:
"My people have a saying; be careful of building dams in small streams, for you might inadvertently dry out the sea. You are right, I would quite like to know the source - but I would have a guarantee that our source of livelihood would not be interrupted or else I could bring disaster to my tribe."
The captain rolled up the paper he had been writing on and put it in his armour, then gave a shrug. "We will be returning to the desert soon, and I cannot exactly stop you from following."
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Grandma
Widely Known
Imperial Vizier of Isra
Roleplay posts: 1,017
Age: 90
Physical Description: ---------------------------------------------------------
An elderly and frail looking woman with white wispy hair. However, despite being old, her back is not bent by age nor are her eyes clouded by it.
Clothes and Equipment: ---------------------------------------------------------
She wears a deep purple robe that has sleeves that extend far beyond her hands. Her hands are covered with fine gloves of black silk and she wears one ring on each, one having a purple stone set in it and the other a piece of onyx. Carrying an ornate cane of orellium, Grandma can use it to increase her magical channeling as well as assist in deflecting others spells with it. The cane itself is black and covered in numerous ornate, but tiny runes. The cap on the cane is a purplish colored gem. On her wrist is a silver bracelet with a ruby in it that Grandma uses for telepathic communication with others in its network.
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Post by Grandma on Dec 9, 2017 11:28:49 GMT -8
Travelling Merchants “I can guarantee you that. If anything, I suspect you and your people might be getting more business if things go well.” The old woman sounded quite confident in her statement, there was no hesitation in her voice. And that was because she was confident in what she said. Grandma greatly valued the connections she made with various groups in the Overworld. Even if her involvement here somehow interrupted the flow of Kordanite to these merchants, she would take the time to ensure they had something else of value to trade. After all, she could never know when having connections with merchants like these might prove useful once more. “Very well, if you will be returning to the desert soon, I shall follow. Take these three gems as a token of my appreciation.” The three gems that had been floating in front of the merchant receded back in the bag in the old woman's hand, which Grandma then tossed towards the merchant.
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Post by Travelling Merchants on Dec 12, 2017 8:59:19 GMT -8
(Sorry for the wait)
Catching the gems, the captain raised one of them in front of his eye between thumb and forefinger to examine them closely, then found himself grinning a little. "Thank you for the token of appreciation labima," he said before pocketing the gems into a small pouch and walking around the circular table to a chair, which he then sat on. "We will leave tomorrow, likely mid-late morning. Now that we have conducted such a large trade, there is no reason for us stay here until we have new stock to sell and we do not like to stay in one place for too long."
Moving his hand across the tabletop, he gathered up several miscellaneous pieces of paper and put them in a pile. "If that is everything, I suggest coming back in the morning."
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Grandma
Widely Known
Imperial Vizier of Isra
Roleplay posts: 1,017
Age: 90
Physical Description: ---------------------------------------------------------
An elderly and frail looking woman with white wispy hair. However, despite being old, her back is not bent by age nor are her eyes clouded by it.
Clothes and Equipment: ---------------------------------------------------------
She wears a deep purple robe that has sleeves that extend far beyond her hands. Her hands are covered with fine gloves of black silk and she wears one ring on each, one having a purple stone set in it and the other a piece of onyx. Carrying an ornate cane of orellium, Grandma can use it to increase her magical channeling as well as assist in deflecting others spells with it. The cane itself is black and covered in numerous ornate, but tiny runes. The cap on the cane is a purplish colored gem. On her wrist is a silver bracelet with a ruby in it that Grandma uses for telepathic communication with others in its network.
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Post by Grandma on Dec 12, 2017 16:10:16 GMT -8
Travelling Merchants (No worries) “Yes, I think that concludes my business with you for the moment. Until tomorrow, Captain.” Exiting the tent, Grandma climbed back onto her donkey, who had been patiently waiting for its master to return. Offering her farewell to the guard on the way out, the old woman approached a nearby clearing, perhaps a few hundred feet away from the merchant camp. Besides a few trees, Grandma had a relatively unimpeded line of vision to the camp. Dismounting her donkey once more, Grandma glanced around the clearing, her gaze finally settling on a specific spot. Without any apparent actions on the part of the old woman, a tightly packed bag flew off the donkey’s back, an unfolded tent spiraling out. Within seconds, the tent had set itself up, the size of it compared to the bag it had been contained in not quite matching up. Pulling back the flap of the tent, Grandma entered, having plenty of headroom in the rather spacious interior. There were a few matters she was going to attend to while she waited for the caravan to continue on its journey.
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