(Market Watch) Ruin's of Sal's

[Seraphina]

She heard Circe’s voice, and the voices of the others, but her focus was on the…creatures? Mounts? Especially the ball with human legs attached…and she feels herself shifting to the back of the group. That was just fucking creepy. But the tiger was beautiful, she would take that cutie home. Was it house trained?

Wait…they were mounts?! She always envisioned mounts based off what Abe had. These were…well…not. Not what she pictured in her head.

Not the unicorn her and Yami talked about.

But, that was the Hedge for you wasn’t it? Taking what you dreamed about, and warping it into something of nightmares.

Off spider seasons? Was the spider market only accessible during certain times of the year? Was it rude to ask? Being in a different market and all?

Smiling, “From what I see, those certainly are some of the finest mounts I’ve laid my eyes on. Is business good?”

Bottle of water, bag of trail mix, 2 sun catchers, 2 necklaces, golden dagger, hedgespun jacket and necklace(see sidebar), bandages and gauze, notebook with pencil with a few sketches inside. WP 3 Health 7

[Circe]

"Snerk," Circe finds the joke a little amusing. "Off spider." Unless it was an unintentional one. Circe smiles with Seraphina, "Certainly better looking then the last ride we used in the Thorns. Not as much cargo but certainly more reliable."


"And I like yer sense of humor. But, I fear I am more interested in picking a bone with ya," her smile almost feral at him. Then it perks up into friendly, "Literally!" She thumps her boney breastplate. "I need more ingredients ya could say. But Iron Sider bones just won't do. Prefer proper predator. Don't suppose ya have leftover beastie bones?"

1 success

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-04-16 06:19:15	Circe rolls 7 to Manip 3 + Pers 2 + Spec 1 + SL 1 (10 Again)	4, 5, 7, 3, 6, 10, 5, 7	1 success

If not, well there was the Butcher's right behind her. They might actually like having Iron Sider spices being paid to them to haul away their trash. Circe actually nods her head in the direction of the Butchers, "Or did they already buy it from ya?"

Kit

backpack, fanny pack, 4 Ertwen Healing Fruits and 1 Jarmyn Fruit, Colt (Fiber optic) 45 + 2 extra clips & 20 rounds, SKS + 2 spare clips + 20 rounds + Silencer, knife, black skin suit, Hedgespun Lorica Segmentata, flashlight, thermos (gourmet coffee), 1 roll of duct tape, 2 power bars, 1 water bottle, Cumin powder, 2 pendants, bubblegum, 4 Godiva chocolate bars, Hedgespun multiool

Stats

HP 7, WP 5, Def 2, Armor 2/2, limbs 1/0

[Vivian Wing]

Vivian's eyes narrowed slightly in suspicion at the response to Anatole's question about paying with Glamour. Talk about a total non answer. She moved closer to Anatole and Circe as they began to attempt trading.
The Airtouched listening with an intensity that bordered on creepy, but if you didn't pay close attention you cannot learn anything!

[Anatole]

Anatole eyes the hob, his smile fading into something brittle.

"I see."

Forcing a look of satisfied interest onto his features, the dwarf continued.

"And what is that?"

He turned towards the ball (of legs) with a genuine interest. As he did, his eyes alighted on the rocking horse - and its obvious owner; mentally shrugging they moved on to the green tiger. With an effort he returned his attention to the ball.

One thing at a time.

[James Turner]

James could have checked his memory palace, checked the memories he had on file for the answer, but he had a lot on his mind. There was a lot he was trying to take in and process and he had to bring himself out of thought to maintain the conversation. “I think he’s saying that the more permanent have to trade in things that have permanence. Glamour isn’t a permanent thing and being that they are only here in the off season they can trade in less-than-permanent currency. Unless I’m mistaken?” A brow raised and shoulder shrugged when his memory was questioned. “But now everyone is on the same page. I’m looking for Contracts so I imagine I have to go to the Contract section for that.”

As Anatole and Circe discussed business John, being the Darkling he was, slipped a few feet away from them keeping his ear to the ground so-to-speak while keeping them sight. He took a second and focused, trying to filter out the standard noise of the market. Ignoring the barkers trying to get people to booths and instead filtered through words and whispers trying to focus on the pulse of the market. Gossip and rumors, useful to start gathering intelligence.

3 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-04-19 10:43:08	James Turner rolls 6 to Eavesdrop (Wits + Comp) (10 Again)	4, 9, 8, 9, 2, 1	3 successes

[Saber Sloth]

The Spokehob's smarmy smile brightens before it flattens, fixing itself so it doesn't fall from his face when Circe thumps her boney chest plate. "Ha! You're not catching me out like that girl. I deal in the maintenance and the selling of fae mounts, not armour."

A snort, as the Spokeshob peaks towards what Anatole was questioning, "Oh. That." his bulbus eyes close, as he breathes, they open and he shakes his head, "It's the idiot's masterpiece. S'what he wanted yours for."

The hob nods as James speaks, pointing "The Lad's got it, dunno if ya'd have enough Glamour for a mount outright though."

Through the faint praise is a distant thing to James as he focuses on the tilling undercurrents of the Market. Which are nearly lost among the general noise of the Market, but there are things that Darklings know, and that goes doubly for Whisperwisps.

He hears twitters about how the Butcher Patty seems to be attempting to woo E. Claire, the latest attempt involving origami roses, made from Briar Wolf heart,

And passing warnings not to trust the weapons from Amorous Smiting, "You can trust their chest plates to keep holes outta you, but you can't trust their dirks to put hole in someone else!" Which is why you want to go to Wonderous Weapons, apparently, their pointy, stabby or bludgeoning things are very nice their pointy, stabby or bludgeoning things, but their chainmail and leathers are not worth the cost to craft them.


...and pointedly, absolutely nothing about any discontent within the Market's running.

3 successes

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-04-20 11:01:48	Spokehob rolls 6 to Manipulated? (10 Again)	7, 9, 5, 6, 9, 8	3 successes

[Seraphina]

She couldn’t help but giggle at Circe’s joke. “You’re not wrong. And it would be safer.” Not only for them, but the rabbits.

“If I may good sir, what type of maintenance goes into one of the mounts you sell? I’ve never personally owned one, but I have been considering it for some time.”

And then Anatole was asking the important questions. One she wasn’t sure she could have asked. What was that thing? And she was eager to hear the reply.

Looking to John as he spoke, she nodded. What he said was making sense. Glamour wasn’t permanent, so them only being here when the Spider was gone worked. But she had already put Glamour into this thing on her wrist, this thing that could remove her hand if she did something wrong. And she was not happy about it. The rest of her Glamour stayed with her.

Anyways, they didn’t have a mount she would want. She wasn’t even sure she wanted one anyways.

Sounded like John was going to break away from the group, which she got. He was after something else. But should he go off on his own? She was sure the Winter could take care of himself, but was it safe? Safety in numbers and all that.

So no bones for Circe? What happened to the ones that didn’t work out? Because she didn’t believe for a second that every creation was a success. Did they suffer?

Wait...wanted Anatoles legs for?! Sapphires widen as they go from the dwarf to the hob.

“For future reference, what are the prices?” might be good information to know. “While here, within this Market of course.” Because it sounded like it might differ at the Spider Market.

Bottle of water, bag of trail mix, 2 sun catchers, 2 necklaces, golden dagger, hedgespun jacket and necklace(see sidebar), bandages and gauze, notebook with pencil with a few sketches inside. WP 3 Health 7

[Circe]

Circe smirks along with Seraphina. Then gets confused.

"Catching ya?" Circe quirks an eyebrow in confusion then sighs, "Ah right, the arm bandits. So," she folds her arms as she pokes at her own blue band, "I'd need ta find an armor parts vendor and not a soup bone vendor then? Cazzo is that complicated. Can't just buy bones," she claps her hands together and bows, "Sorry fer the mistake, first time in this market. Next time, purple. Probably bring more than one rifle too."

"Masterpiece? It does show some leg." Wouldn't arms have been better? Fer climbing over obstacles ya can't walk over? Circe opens her mouth to ask but shuts it before she gives the idiot ideas. Amorous Smiting might have something she could use or buy. Wondrous Weapons wasn't her style. Circe would prefer something more, automatic. "Sadly, I have no need fer a mount at this time. I'm more interested in armors or Contracts I suppose."

So Circe instead keeps her eyes and ears open whilst the others keep eyeing up the legs.

See little

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2021-04-20 23:16:51	Circe rolls 6 to Perception (10 Again)	8, 4, 4, 6, 4, 7	1 success

So there was naught for Circe to do but play bodyguard to the others. Okay.

Kit

backpack, fanny pack, 4 Ertwen Healing Fruits and 1 Jarmyn Fruit, Colt (Fiber optic) 45 + 2 extra clips & 20 rounds, SKS + 2 spare clips + 20 rounds + Silencer, knife, black skin suit, Hedgespun Lorica Segmentata, flashlight, thermos (gourmet coffee), 1 roll of duct tape, 2 power bars, 1 water bottle, Cumin powder, 2 pendants, bubblegum, 4 Godiva chocolate bars, Hedgespun multiool

Stats

HP 7, WP 5, Def 2, Armor 2/2, limbs 1/0

[Vivian Wing]

Vivian had been intensely focusing on the others as they socialized and made deals. As a terribly stunted social person in places like this, she was very very interested in observing the exchanges. Sure actual attempts herself would be better, but she didn't want to compromise herself or anyone else.

She was gnawing away on some Jerky and moved closer to Circe. "Would you like some Jerky? I'm feeling a little restless, and we may need the energy, you never know! Though it DOES look like a calm Market." But already Vivian's eyes wandered narrowing slightly.

Equipment

2 curved swords, 2 fore arm length utility/hunting knives in her boots, canteen, lures and fishing line, cheap tin cup, matches, length of sturdy rope, trail mix, beef jerky.

[Anatole]

Anatole pauses and gives Seraphina a quick glance. He is smiling; gesturing to the Emerald Sovereign with his free hand.

"Just what I was going to say."

His eyes kept slipping from the ball to the tiger, no matter what he did. It was becoming obvious.