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Solveig's Journey into the Trading Post

Started by Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm, 2018-10-27 5:08:33 pm
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Solveig after visiting last in Boswell’s Pass now arriving by Tarn to the new Trading Post that had been placed in a nice location off the Vosk River where I had ordered a handful of working and traveling gowns with footwear, My guards that came this time were My visiting cousins Olf and Ulf, as a matter of fact it was Olf who flew the Tarn having caught the Tarn fever and want of one visiting Me so much

Solveig watching the twins argue a moment in a manner of hand movements about what it was they were after to order I then clear My throat to get their attention, for while they couldn't talk they could in fact hear.... once they both looked up I nodded in the direction We needed to go while saying...

Solveig : You two can argue while We walk, remember I have an appointed time and place to be to pick up the things I ordered for Me

Solveig chuckling at the two of them, I give a nod to a woman passing by though as I turned about I almost ran into one of the most unique slaves I had seen, she had long straight silky black hair along with almond shaped eyes and flesh that was a creamy brown color, even her lilting accent as she stammered out her apology begging forgiveness was one I had never heard before, and while I wanted to stay and interrogate the slut and she where it was she had come from I pushed past her not saying a word

Solveig pulling out My rence paper with a small map upon it, I ignored the Twins and studied it, looking up now and again to study the streets before Me, and while doing so I also missed the passerbyers taking in Me and My ensemble.. being with My cousins I dressed for travel in a bit more freerer manner than other FW milling about, while I had long skirts on, they parted in the front to not only reveal My quite pretty underskirts, they also revealed calf length leggings that were swallowed by My boots too

Solveig eyes blue eyes finally catch sight of people staring at Me and My Cousins causing My lips to curl into obvious amusement though I out and out ignore them while I determine which way to go, I do nod at those I pass when I finally figure things out and get on my way it was with amusement I noted  My cousins are nodding hello too though their nods were mocking causing Me further amusement.

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Solveig spotting the next street needed to turn down I then see the store I wanted clearly in front of Me but there was also a bakery cart parked in front and of course I had to stop at it and order some sticky buns to go before I then went in the shop where I found the merchant waiting for Me with My dresses and shoes wrapped up and packed, a feat I was glad I did not have to do

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm over hill, over dale, as I trod the dusty trail......stepping to the door of my clinic and opens the doors, stepping inside

Solveig taking time to haggle as I had been informed I needed to do via the return message Herlit after placing My order, something I found not as easy as I thought it would be though it was actually kind of fun... once payment was settled on and made My cousins Ulf and Olf came in to grab them for Me and I agreed to then walk about a short time with then to see if they could find a place for them to pick up a new knife or two

Solveig pale light blue eyes glance side to side taking in the sights, there were quite a few places to shop here, a couple Inns and restaurants too, and look there was even a small clinic incase one got hurt or sick... and of course more than a few taverns too.

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm brings in some replacement stock from the Hospital, making sure the clinic has what it needs just in case

Solveig ignoring a few pointed stares due to being new about the Trading Post I wondered if it was common for them to see new people coming through here quite a bit or were there actual regular shoppers

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm moves to the back storeroom area, taking a quick inventory

Solveig deciding that we should eat before going back up in the Tarn, I turn to the Twins who I say such to and then We secure a couple of Men looking to make a few coin and send them to where Olf's Man and His Tarn waited with a note to be paid and how much once Tye, Olf's Man checked off everything on the list to be sure it was there... thus insuring what We bought would be waiting for us once finished and ready to go

Solveig heading now to the Inn the Twins had been told to try out for a good hot warm meal that allowed respectable FW and heading there My stomach made known it's misery and Ulf being closest heard and outright laughed at Me

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm satisfied that I'm prepared for the day, I'm feeling a bit peckish, so I step outside and secure the clinic, then walks down the way to the Inn for some chow, greeting those as we pass

Solveig stepping into the Inn the Twins see Me to a table and set, but they head to a different table to eat for they were looking forward to the slaves fawning over them and they wouldn't get such treatment sitting with Me

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm stepping thru the doors of the Inn, greeting the keeper as I pass, making my way into the dining area, looking around for a table

Solveig chuckling I watch them go and turning to the slave I slip her a jar containing My own personal Hot Cocoa mix with instructions how to make it along with My order for a sweet roll and a poached eggsending her on her way before I took out the local news scroll and begin to straighten and read it when I looked up and saw the Phy I had met before

Solveig : Bashir, that is You isn't it?

Solveig called out with a wave to Him

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm hears someone calling out my name, looking around

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm spots the woman sitting at the table, Torvy woman, wondering if we're getting popular up north

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm takes the opportunity to "network", and makes my way to the table

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm looks to the woman

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm : What's a Torvy like you, doing in a place like this?

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm then grins

Solveig smiles motioning elegantly for Him to sit down

Solveig : Why I am here to shop of course!

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm raises my right arm with the palm turned inward

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm : Tal Solveig, nice to see you again

Solveig dips My head while I too raise My hand palm inward and covered with a glove that I begin to take off as I lower it as not to soil it while I eat

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm lowers my arm, then sits down at the table

Solveig : It is good to be seen and to see You as well Bashir, I hope business as it may be is good?

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm : As well as can be expected

Solveig : Forgive Me for being pleased if business for You is slow

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm shrugs

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm : A few here, a few there

Solveig : Men will be Men I suppose

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm : That's for certain

Solveig chuckles

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm : As soon as we can get more vendors, we'll be ok

Solveig spies the girl who I had given My order to coming with My drinking chocolate who places it before Me as I nod for her to do before I turn back to Him

Solveig : Vendors?

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm : Merchants, Vendors, Business folk, sellers, those types

Solveig [slave of the Inn] turns to the Master dropping to her knees to serve Him as a silk girl would do though she had been serving the Northern Woman like One of the North and asks of Him...

Solveig : [slave] Master, might a slave get you something?

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm A good breakfast would be nice. Vulo eggs, Task strips, some blackwine......

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm turns to Solveig

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm : And for you?

Solveig glances to the girl

Solveig : Hold My order for when His comes so that We may eat together but bring His blackwine quickly

Solveig glances to Bashir

Solveig : I had already ordered but I shall await My food for when Yours come

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm nods

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm : Very well then

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm : So how are things in the North?

Solveig : [slave of Inn] glances to the Master hearing Him and makes sure it is okay to rise before doing so saying "Yes Master and Yes Mistress" as she rises to rush off and do as told

Solveig : action that)

Solveig turns to Him

Solveig : Why I am not exactly sure being I live closer to Thentis that to Torvaldsland these days

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm : Oh?

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm : Did I know that?

Solveig laughs

Solveig : Why the last place you ran into Me was actually My estate which Your prodigee Sascha says is not to far from Her... or You either than I suppose compared to the North

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm rubs my chin then shakes my head to loosen the marbles

Solveig : I think You stopped in when that Man Kobal was about

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm : Yanno, I think you're right

Solveig : Of course I am, I have an excellent memory

Solveig laughs softly

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm wonders if the dendrites need their blackwine

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm : So, how long you in toen for?

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm : toen = town

Solveig watches the slave girl return to slide the Man his blackwine before she hurried off again and I had to admit the Northern way for serving in an Inn kinda made sense then hearing His question I turned and answered Him from My watching the slave walk away

Solveig : I am not sure, it depends if I can find a market for My drinking chocolate and other chocolate creations here

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm : perhaps you should open a shop here

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm takes the vessel into my hands and takes a small drink, making sure it's prepared properly

Solveig : Well if I knew business and how it worked I might, but truth be told, I don't

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Iskander walks into the post and waves

Iskander : Tal

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm waves from the Inn as Iskander walks by

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm : Tal Iskander

Solveig waves to the Man walking by as I sat with Bashir in the Inn

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm wonders where my breakfast is

Iskander mehs reading about "Christine Blasey Ford" and shrug and moves to the inn

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm smirks

Iskander : was thinking Elsa more like it, but CBF might work

Solveig {slave of the Inn} returns pushing a cart loaded with food including drink refills and quickly places everything first before the Master then before the Mistress before then vanishing

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm motions for him to join us

Iskander nods and takes his seat near them

Solveig : Tal, I am Solveig, Well Met

Iskander : aye, well met

› WamphW IFC Bianciella has joined the conversation.

Solveig motions the slave over saying to her

Solveig : See what the Man here wants

Solveig : {slave of the Inn} Yes Mistress

Solveig {slave of the Inn} turns to the Man obviously of the Plains and drops to a kneel asking in a singsong voice

Solveig : {slave of the Inn} Master may this slave get you anything?

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm pulls the plate of food toward me, and starts eating

Iskander : something fruity to drink is fine, dont like blackwine

Solveig : {slave of the Inn} yes Master, anything to eat then please with your fruity drink?

WamphW IFC Bianciella lands the loan Tarn, Tarnie, while Tarnold was in for repair due to illness. I wasn't overly keen on this new creature, it had a habit of banking to sharp to the left which was causing havoc with My spear aim... but it had character, I admired that. It was something that was in short supply these days. I nodded to the Tarn handler as I tossed a coin in his direction and headed towards the inn. Flying was thirsty work, not as much as fighting, but that was more of a blood thirst.

Iskander : nothing too large just to fill my stomach

Solveig partakes of my poached egg as I listened to the Man and slave talk though it was My sweet roll I was eyeing

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm looks to Iskander

Solveig : {slave of the Inn} This slave knows just the thing then Master and she will be right back then

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm Something...Foo Foo?

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm then grins

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm laughs and goes back to my plate

WamphW IFC Bianciella walking into the inn I looked around slowly, observing the goings on, the people present and so on. I found My way to a table in the back, somewhat in the dark where the shady characters would tend to be. Shady characters generally meant amusing tales and the chance to kick someone's ass. Both pleased Me greatly.

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm looks to the entrance, seeing a familiar face

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm : Wamph!

Solveig {slave of the Inn} rushes off to get a tankard of fruit juices combined, red fruit, star fruit and larma fruit, it was a lovely combination most found favorable along with a sammy of toasted bread, eggs and Tarsk bacon with Verr cheese that was taken back and left with the ordering Master to enjoy before she quickly darted away

› WamphW IFC Bianciella has left the conversation.

Solveig eyes lifted and watched a Man I did not know enter and then walk to the back to vanish into the shadows as He took a seat

› WamphW IFC Bianciella has joined the conversation.

Solveig eyes lifted and watched a Man I did not know enter and then walk to the back to vanish into the shadows as He took a seat

Solveig : wb]

WamphW IFC Bianciella : sorry, My internet dropped)

WamphW IFC Bianciella : can anyone repost if appropriate please)

Solveig : I did My post)

WamphW IFC Bianciella : thank you)

Iskander smiles and waves her off and takes the tankard in his hand and slowly sips the liquid watching the inn

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm motions to Wamph

Solveig having heard Bashir speak to the Man who had walked to the back I then turned My gaze on Him to see His motioning before I then glanced back to see if the large Man joins Us as well

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm : Come join us

WamphW IFC Bianciella sat Myself down with My back to the wall behind Me, ensuring everything was in front of Me and in My line of vision. Once settled I looked around once more, many faces unknown, some familiar from passing through. I nodded to the Physician in greeting although I chose to decline his offer

WamphW IFC Bianciella : I'm good where I am, thanks, and Tal, Bashir. Been a while.

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm raises my right arm with the palm turned inward, and nods toward Wamph

Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm : Tal Wamph, and welcome

Iskander : Tal

Solveig before pulling My gaze back to My food and them at the table I say to the Man

Solveig : Tal

Solveig : Hey I gotta go, the forest behind Me is on fire... be back later if I can))

(Luckily for Me it was only a planned burn that they forgot to notify us residents about!)

Solveig having finished eating with the Men who seem to be about this place and often and the One I gathered was not Who All went Their Own way while I now went Mine and I had to admit as I walked on with Ulf and Olf heading back to the Tarn Cot so Olf could retrieve His Tarn and fly us on Our next leg of our journey needing to head North and tend to a bit of banking there that finding a place here too to sell My chocolate might be a good idea.

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