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[08:49p] Topic is: A Trading post where you can get anything. Come in and either learn Gor and or roleplay Gor. Simply use your imagination
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[08:54p] Dalamar─O I wake up, again, in a vaguely unfamiliar room. Smells sorta clean, i'm in a bed...hopefully not someone else's unless they paid for it...and at least i have my pants on. So maybe nothing weird happened in the time i was asleep. i slowly get up out of bed, put on my shirt and boots, and my sword belt so I won't be naked, and go downstairs and pay the innkeeper another day's stay.
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[08:58p] Dalamar─O i swear this guy's overcharging me but how am i to know? it isn't like i'm actually broke, so i don't complain. I know where the paga barrels are, and i know how to find fire really easily if i have to, and thinking of this makes me feel a bit better, as i step out into the street, looking both ways so i don't get accidentally run over.
[09:01p] Dalamar─O I remember something my old mum would say, when I'd go out, about wearing clean underwear...if you didn't have on clean underwear, and got killed by a runaway cart, you'd just die of shame, or something. She was a bit...touched. But okay. Taught me all i knew, except the things i taught myself. Which was quite a bit. So, i look around with the intent of finding what passes for fun in this place and where i can definitely avoid people with clean underwear. Figurately. Literally, would be, like, ew
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[09:05p] Dalamar─O Does this place have any slave orgy fighting pit sort of thing? Can i maybe buy one? A slave, not a pit. Maybe the orgy part, but not unless there's a LOT of slaves. I hang a right from the inn and start walking, in search of glory, slaves, pits and distractions from my home being in bits in another setion of the Post
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[09:16p] Dalamar─O Alas,no pits this way. No obvious pits anyway. There *are* plenty of market stalls, and sellers of all sorts of products, but not one actual slave, orgy or even pits, though i got funny looks about asking for those. One merchant offered me a shovel, told me to go make my own pits and sell them, as if there were a parket for pits, given what i'm seeing. So, I go back the other way, in search of blah, blah and blahblah. But I got this feeling, if i look hard enough, i'll find *something*.
[09:25p] Dalamar─O There's...not even a shovel this time. This is sorta sad. Was there a point of getting out of bed? This time i saw a few coffled slaves, but not for the price i wanted to pay, and the slaver took one look at me and decided i was some kind of rich guy and had gold coming out of my ears. I secretly agreed with his assessment but there was no way in heck I was going to affirm that. So I eye the slaves for a moment then sigh and start to go back in the general direction of the inn
[09:41p] Dalamar─O remembers one of the main reasons for even coming to this trading post place, and decides to crash it. Time to go see what passes for a medical facility here, and get looked at. Possibly admired, and sketced to show what pure manliness in white looks like. So I start to ask around, and make my way to it
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[09:46p] Dalamar─O I look around, as I walk through the doors, all dust free, shiny, antiseptic and...quiet. And quite a few people wearing Green. I take note of faces so when i meet the person in a tavern i don't punch them in the face for the hell of it; i've always had this policy about Physicians, it never helps to smack them around then come to them for help and get that *look*, and no painkillers and a tripled bill
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Bâsħîr¤PĦ¥¤ÇPؤÀdm hears the sound of the doors opening, moving from my chair to the front entrance
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[09:51p] Dalamar─O I rest my hands between the hilts of my swords and belt, smiling serenely, as i hadn't smacked up anyone...today. yet
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[09:52p] Dalamar─O looks at the hand, smiles a bit more
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Dalamar─O : you smartin' off at me?
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Dalamar─O : mebbe, mebbe
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Dalamar─O : Thank you.
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Dalamar─O : Totally exciting place, this...Post.
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Dalamar─O : mm...no its not Brundisium
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Dalamar─O : it has a few centuries to catch up, maybe
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[09:56p] Dalamar─O nods
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Dalamar─O : Their last Administrator though, made a lot of changes, brought new industries, new markets, and will probably be setting fire to that little black bean plantation outside Thentis if they don't stop selling beans.
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Dalamar─O : well, the drink made from it
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Dalamar─O : sure, but it'll be fun to watch from a distance
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Dalamar─O : i did tell them, too, the Thentis people.
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Dalamar─O : Well it's been a few years since someone tried to make me feel unhealthy
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Dalamar─O : Well, i went looking for slaves orgies and pits, in most combinations and had no luck
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Dalamar─O : I dunno...one guy tried to sell me a shovel and said to make my own pits
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Dalamar─O : No. That would imply that I'd have to work. And that's what slaves are for.
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Dalamar─O : yeah but i don't have one.
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Dalamar─O : not for a while
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Dalamar─O : i'll be fine
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Dalamar─O : I dunno. I haven't felt all that bad, but it's been a while since i'd had reason to pay for it
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Dalamar─O : ...i dunno.
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Dalamar─O : Just bored.
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Dalamar─O : Got any sharp objects i can play with?
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Dalamar─O : bah
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Dalamar─O : I do
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Dalamar─O : be that way..
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Dalamar─O : I'd think you'd not get much nowadays
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Dalamar─O : well ok
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Dalamar─O : Well. I'll see what i can do to get you some eventual business.
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Dalamar─O : Kinda retired, i guess, but making trips occasionally to Brundisium.
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Dalamar─O : Not much to do
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Dalamar─O : Political intrigue, mercenary-like merchants, and my word the baths...
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Dalamar─O : if you're into that.
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Dalamar─O : I never met that one Adminstrator that made all those changes but he made plenty of people angry when he did certain things. Lots of people got rich, others got their feelings hurt
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Dalamar─O : many of them don't think that way though
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Dalamar─O : they're more cut-throat
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Dalamar─O : the new salt trades caught them all by surprise, and the water...well the caravans south have it a lot easier.
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Dalamar─O : the initiates there once in a while try to get it all shut down but it's too profitable
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Dalamar─O : I agree, its a shame that guy died years ago.
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Dalamar─O : He'd have had a lot more ideas by now
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Dalamar─O : That one guy that was in charge for a few years. Made allthem changes.
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Dalamar─O : Got stabbed to death.
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Dalamar─O : Never met the guy
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Dalamar─O : oh well
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Dalamar─O : Fine, fine..
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[10:38p] Dalamar─O looks around for anythng shiny that might fall into my pockets...thinks better of it, then smiles wryly, waves and heads back outside
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