A wide grin crossed the merchants face despite his visible attempt to suppress it, in spite of his attempts at corrective measures, he took tangible pride in his opulence.
Jabril– Sounds like your as familiar with the streets of Elexia as I am, I always found it curious that a city known for crime and corruption is also one of few where men of any race can prosper, in an odd way I'm always a little sad to leave. Does anyone else have any questions before we depart?
Sling shook his head as he began running an oiled rag over another group of seemingly random part of the weapon. He glanced around to see if anyone else was going to make any inquiries.
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**Releasing the oneness he had achieved in his mind, a skill he used to focus in battle, Daréon sat up at Jabril's question, right along with Golan's interjection.**
Daréon - I think it would do us a service, to hear about the Tok-leen, and how exactly you entered into a mutual trade agreement with them? The Garr aren't so renowned for their hospitality.
Bane's Reading Suggestions David Eddings: The Belgariad, Mallorean, Elenium and Tamuli Series. The Redemption of Althalus Jim Butcher: The Codex Alera Series
The merchant sighed at the two more difficult questions.
Jabril– Unfortunately there are no bathrooms on board. We will make sporadic stops for a few minutes at a time to water the horses, my crews typically take these breaks as an opportunity to relieve themselves.
As for the garr, their status of the villains of the eastern world is largely undeserved, particularly some of the more benign brotherhoods such as the Tok–Leen. If you really must know though here it is, I used to be part of a very large merchant society headed, in part at least, by a former garr who intentionally maintained good relations with his own clan and his fellow garr who also resided in Elexia, as a result, had an "in" if you would with many of the garrish tribes. The idea was to sell them weapons, furs, semi precious metals, anything really, in exchange for crystals. The problem was the entire supply was inconsistent, on both ends, often they had no need for our supplies and the quality of crystal was grossly inconsistent, ranging from high end imbuing quality to small little stones whose dust would barely be of use to an enchanter and during slow times even the good stones couldn't always be sold in full. When I broke off with a handful of associates we realized a simpler option was available, the garr seemed to be fondest of our weapons and always had a large supply of cheap high end whiskey. Alcohol is always in demand, the quality is always high and the price they charge us in trade is VERY low, you'll see when were loading the kegs in. I built up a special report with many of the higher ups within the Tok–Leen before severing with the rest of the group and with the knowledge that we could still to business, our arraignment began. I believe they distribute the weapons to some of the other tribes but I'm really not sure with what quantity and frequency they do so.
"How often do things turn to combat in your deals?"
After he gets an answer, he begins to wait. He doesnt seem to be doing much, except every now and then he rejects Akane's advances in a seemingly detached way. He occasionally begins mumbling to himself about various absurdities, such as if he should change the color of his mane, or which types of bones make the loudest pop...
She pouted every time Jougo shoved her hands away, but then she smiled (mentally purring) and tried once more. It was her favorite game. So long as he didn't' get annoyed enough to shove her off the wagon, Akane would keep at it, oblivious to the on-goings around her. Who cared why they were going where? Jougo would take care of the details and ensure maximum fun for them both.
Jabril– In my deals!? Your referring to the garr attacking me once we arrive to engage in the trade? It's never happened, it never will happen. In general I'd say some band or another attacks roughly one in four of my caravans, only a handful of my caravans have been struck twice in one trip.
Bobby propped his head up to listen to his bosses answers, not wanting to miss a reply even if he wasn't going to ask anything himself. He did however watch the jesters play whatever bizarre erotic game of denial they were engaged in, that he addressed.
Jabril– A lovely weapon my elvish friend. Its been known to happen but other nomadic races are the more common culprits. While I can't say the reason why with any certainty, I believe it is somehow related to the dealings of the brotherhood of life with other tribes. I suspect that the culprits are the brotherhood of slaughter, however, that is sheer speculation.
Startled, Akane looked to the overweight human when he spoke, wondering if he was actually talking to her. Kitten, hm? She purred, her tail flicking behind her as she turned her attention to him. She debated what to do...She could, in fact, cuddle up next to him just to make Jougo jealous...but then he'd likely have to kill the human-man. Oh what to do, what to do... She stood and stepped toward him, the bells on her clothes ringing, and batted her eyelashes. "What's in it for me, sugah?" Maybe if she only paid him some attention, Jougo wouldn't be quite as mad at either of them. Hopefully he wouldn't see fit to blow up the wagon...
Bane's Reading Suggestions David Eddings: The Belgariad, Mallorean, Elenium and Tamuli Series. The Redemption of Althalus Jim Butcher: The Codex Alera Series
The drunken man was very surprised, usually such offers were met with a drink to the face or an obscenity, often both. Instead he rifled through his breast pocket and came out with a cigarette.
Bobby– I got smokes!...Or...Err.
The man dove his hand into the icebox and came out with another sandwich, this one on foccacia bread.
Bobby– And a sammich! Yup I got smokes and a sammich. AND I won't ignore ya like that other circus freak ya came in with, now tell me that ain't a plus.
Jabril turned to Atroops with a somewhat skeptical look on his face.
Jabril– There reputation is indeed well earned but I have never conducted any business with them personally. I rather dislike the notion of damning a person or group when I lack even a shred of evidence to corroborate my assumptions and as I have said, garr attacks of any variety are very rare.
"Ohhhhh, my my, ain't that temptin'?" She purred and took a step closer...and closer, smiling sweetly all the while. Was she a whore? Well, for money, yes. She paused when she finally stood before him, teasing him. Would she sit down? Would she not sit down? Jougo wasn't jealous enough yet, in her opinion. So she moved to sit down next to him, very very close.
Already halfway lying down, the man propped himself up to the slouched position, apparently that was as attentive as he planned on getting. As the painted jakari woman got closer, he slid an arm around her waist and pulled her in.
Bobby– I can always catch except when I've been drinkin' so no, I can almost never catch, why ya ask?
"Oh!" she squealed and laughed when Bobby pulled her in. What a fun game this was tuning out to be! She pretended not to notice Jougo's question (nor did she give away that she knew what he was going to do next). Instead, she kept giggling and moved her hands to Bobby (if he allowed it), pretending to be teasing him... "How 'bout a kiss for this kitten, hmm?" she asked with a purr. Really, she was looking for any gold he might have on him. If she found any while he was hopefully distracted by her roaming hands and 'tempting offer', she would quickly hide it in her voidpocket.
"Look sharp!"
He said as he whipped his hand in his direction. His hand briefly flickered visibility as he pulled out one of his juggling balls and threw it at his face, trying to interrupt the offered kiss.
After making no attempt whatsoever to catch it, the ball bounced off of Bobby's stomach and rolled across the wagon, back to the jesters general direction. The man was seemingly unfazed by the throw, more intent on the woman next to him. Fred eyeballed the colorful orb as it rolled back to its owner but ultimately did nothing, apparently both of them preferred being held by something cute.
Bobby wrapped both arms around the jakari and went in for a kiss, assuming the hands roaming his body were little more than an attempt to make the other jester jealous. While he wasn't delusional enough to think that the woman was actually attracted to him, he really didn't care.
Jabril– Sounds like your as familiar with the streets of Elexia as I am, I always found it curious that a city known for crime and corruption is also one of few where men of any race can prosper, in an odd way I'm always a little sad to leave. Does anyone else have any questions before we depart?
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Daréon - I think it would do us a service, to hear about the Tok-leen, and how exactly you entered into a mutual trade agreement with them? The Garr aren't so renowned for their hospitality.
To live is to hope, and while we breathe, we hope and live.
Atropos - Some day I am going to make something like this....maybe greater.
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Bane's Reading Suggestions
David Eddings: The Belgariad, Mallorean, Elenium and Tamuli Series. The Redemption of Althalus
Jim Butcher: The Codex Alera Series
Jabril– Unfortunately there are no bathrooms on board. We will make sporadic stops for a few minutes at a time to water the horses, my crews typically take these breaks as an opportunity to relieve themselves.
As for the garr, their status of the villains of the eastern world is largely undeserved, particularly some of the more benign brotherhoods such as the Tok–Leen. If you really must know though here it is, I used to be part of a very large merchant society headed, in part at least, by a former garr who intentionally maintained good relations with his own clan and his fellow garr who also resided in Elexia, as a result, had an "in" if you would with many of the garrish tribes. The idea was to sell them weapons, furs, semi precious metals, anything really, in exchange for crystals. The problem was the entire supply was inconsistent, on both ends, often they had no need for our supplies and the quality of crystal was grossly inconsistent, ranging from high end imbuing quality to small little stones whose dust would barely be of use to an enchanter and during slow times even the good stones couldn't always be sold in full. When I broke off with a handful of associates we realized a simpler option was available, the garr seemed to be fondest of our weapons and always had a large supply of cheap high end whiskey. Alcohol is always in demand, the quality is always high and the price they charge us in trade is VERY low, you'll see when were loading the kegs in. I built up a special report with many of the higher ups within the Tok–Leen before severing with the rest of the group and with the knowledge that we could still to business, our arraignment began. I believe they distribute the weapons to some of the other tribes but I'm really not sure with what quantity and frequency they do so.
After he gets an answer, he begins to wait. He doesnt seem to be doing much, except every now and then he rejects Akane's advances in a seemingly detached way. He occasionally begins mumbling to himself about various absurdities, such as if he should change the color of his mane, or which types of bones make the loudest pop...
Acelin's Characters (since her sig won't work).
Bobby propped his head up to listen to his bosses answers, not wanting to miss a reply even if he wasn't going to ask anything himself. He did however watch the jesters play whatever bizarre erotic game of denial they were engaged in, that he addressed.
Bobby– You can come cuddle up next to me kitten!
As he got to the word hostility, Sling finished reconstructing his pistol. Putting the last piece into place with an audible click.
Acelin's Characters (since her sig won't work).
Under Original Management!
Bane's Reading Suggestions
David Eddings: The Belgariad, Mallorean, Elenium and Tamuli Series. The Redemption of Althalus
Jim Butcher: The Codex Alera Series
Bobby– I got smokes!...Or...Err.
The man dove his hand into the icebox and came out with another sandwich, this one on foccacia bread.
Bobby– And a sammich! Yup I got smokes and a sammich. AND I won't ignore ya like that other circus freak ya came in with, now tell me that ain't a plus.
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Jabril turned to Atroops with a somewhat skeptical look on his face.
Jabril– There reputation is indeed well earned but I have never conducted any business with them personally. I rather dislike the notion of damning a person or group when I lack even a shred of evidence to corroborate my assumptions and as I have said, garr attacks of any variety are very rare.
He said with a dangerous gleam in his eye, while still slightly cackling.
Acelin's Characters (since her sig won't work).
Bobby– I can always catch except when I've been drinkin' so no, I can almost never catch, why ya ask?
He said as he whipped his hand in his direction. His hand briefly flickered visibility as he pulled out one of his juggling balls and threw it at his face, trying to interrupt the offered kiss.
Acelin's Characters (since her sig won't work).
Acelin's Characters (since her sig won't work).
Eizen - Is your friend sentient?
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Eizen - Collected
Yack - Walking
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