(Rotten Roots) Spider Bazaar

[Circe]

Circe nods and starts by giving over her loaded s-clips. Then digs out her spare rounds to add them. Finally, she takes off the rifle. Pulls the slide back, check that it is yes still empty, and then places it on the cleared space of the table. "Number 2 and accessories."


The Fairest next takes off her harness from atop the bone armour. Circe unties the armor, pulls it over her head, hopping around a bit when she loses balance. Circe does not fall. The armor is added to the table. Circe puts the harness back on. "Number 3. There you are sir. Your turn now, yes?"

Equipped by Circe

13 lbs
Colt 45 with 4 extra magazines, dagger, Harnesses and holsters, 3 Blushberry flasks, machete, Wrist watch, pack of bubblegum. 2 water bottles, a lighter, 2 small LED flashlights, 2 protein bars, 20 spare colt rounds, 1 small bungee cords, 3 glow sticks), bulletproof skin suit. Active Hedgespun: Multitool, Glasses.

barter duffle bag

28 lbs
1 bottle 105 years aged bottle of wine, 1 bottle Falernum, 6 bottles of travel shampoo, 1 bag of high-end coffee beans 1, 4oz spice bottles (2 cayenne pepper, 2 cinnamon, 1 cumin, 2 Garlic, 2 Ginger, 2 White Sage), and 3 Lawn-mower blade swords as Machete at size 2L instead of 2J

[Sonnie Wu]

Despite her temporarily ruffled feathers, Sonnie got over it quickly, as she was curious what the Elongated Man had to say. She eyed all the stuff Circe was handing over. The Summer Queen had truly come loaded for trade.

Then the Beast wondered if there was a Sam Goody around here. Probably not. She hadn't seen one in years. Did Sam Goody even still exist? She'd have to google that when they got home.

[Saber Sloth]

As the lighter is placed in his hand, the hob's long, long fingers press against Jasper's pulse point and there is a flicker of glamour and Jasper forgets about the lighter, who had given it to him, and every single memory of using it. More than what was agreed upon, but the maw is hungry, and the Hound never said the hob couldn't...and now he doesn't know what he's lost to complain. He knows he's paid a price for information, along with Circe, who's rifle and armour quickly join with the cumin beneath the table.

A moment later, the hob's hands are once again in front of him, moving through the air as if he was flipping through then reading from an invisible book.

"Rust, the. A by-product of a cross breeding two goblin fruits. Jennyapples and Fugespores. Reasons unknown, conjecture, to act as a malignant force against the Hedge itself. Created by a rogue Hedge Warden Metalflesh, Carlos. Fire can cleanse the affected areas, but will not halt the spread. To halt the spread, the original bush must be found, and destroyed."

A pause.

"Anything else?"

could Jasper and Circe please post about what you've bartered in your character sheets if I forget to add a note to your character sheets.