3 October 2018
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[09:26p] Topic is: A Trading post where you can get anything. Come in and either learn Gor and or roleplay Gor. Simply use your imagination
[09:26p] Welcome to the Trading Post of Gor, goods from Gor wide are here, plus all kindsof wares, medical facilities, armoury, etc are available. Please read the basic information in the group ! https://www.buzzen.com/id/115/group.html , This is a Sanctioned Zone Actions = Consequence. if You don't know please ask !
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[09:26p] › Dalamar~O's local time: Wed Oct 03 2018 21:26:42 GMT-0500 (Central Daylight Time)
[09:30p] Dalamar~O A wagon approaches, pulled by four bosk driven by a man dressed in white linen. It's been a long time since any kind of general maintenance was done on either the wagon, the driver's leather boots, or even the bosk. Good time for it, the driver thinks, stopping the wagon and standing on the driver's bench to look around.
[09:33p] Dalamar~O Seeing enough of what he's looking for he sits back down and picks up the reins and urges the bosk forward towards a guy with whetstones and other forms of sharpening tools, and after some discussion and questioning hands the man his longswords...giving the worker a pointed look that they better come back better than they left or he'll test them intimately, then goes in search of someone with any knowlesge of carpentry in this place
[09:38p] Dalamar~O This takes a bit of time, as there's a few here for that, though it'll be a few days, perhaps weeks, as repairs and adjustments needed to the wagon won't happen overnight no matter how much money gets thrown at the problems. So, the driver climbs into the wagon and closes the door...rummaging sounds and objects being moved can be heard inside and the stuffing of a bag or two, and he comes back out, and hands the man in charge of the restoration efforts a couple of coins, not too happily.
[09:41p] Dalamar~O Gives the wagon one last look, gets wwaved away by the carpenter boss in irritation and assures the man the bosk will be well cared for, and for a brief...well not brief, really, moment died a few horrible deaths in the wagon owner's mind because he disarmed himself at another merchant. Then, sulking, goes in search of a person with more empathy to look at his boots.
[09:48p] Dalamar~O The boots, fortunately don't take that much time, as they're in decent shape still, though they could use a little restitching in a couple places and some new laces. At least there's a place to sit and wait, and no it wasn't that long. The bootmakeer even discretely threw in a pair of new socks...was this some sort of hint, the driver thinks, and should i take it? Nah, my feets are fine. Maybe some sort of medical checkup? It's been a while since I had something resembling female companionship, too
[09:55p] Dalamar~O Time to look for some sort of temporary shelter somethingorother...paga dens are out, I'd get laughed out if i ordered my usual drink. A brief thought of buying a building and starting an inn percolates through my brain...but that'd mean settling down in one place, and eventually i'd turn into some fat guy that smells of old wine and stale food, telling one single story over and over each night about how i got trapped by Panthers and only escaped by threatening to bathe them all in scented soaps. Sad.
[09:58p] Dalamar~O There'd always be more Panthers in the retelling, and weirdly more variations of soap. Nah. Soap..l mean settling down is for other people. Soap however is good, i dont like to stink. You can be tracked by your stink. But it seems I'm stuck here for some time, unless I really feel like walking everywhere, like some sort of..commoner.
[09:59p] Dalamar~O Priest Kings forbid, and supresses a small shudder, and walks towards what might be a reputable tavern, and negotiates a room for the night, but sadly,no company.
