The Market Post

[travelagency]

Who: Merchants and You
What: Open Market
When: M12 D14
Where: The Market
Notes & Warnings: Warnings will be in individual thread starters as players see fit. Here is the market OOC post.

The weather is starting to warm from the dead of winter, but it's still cool out. The morning in the market is foggy, too, so the warmer food is still getting a lot of attention. Soups and hot teas and cocoa (refined from the beans gathered in the planet's jungles).

After the recent efforts to clean up the town and the brief increased access to other universes, vendors there are a lot of vegetables brought in from that, too. This has been the first time in a long time there has been such a variety so take advantage of the displays. There are also people that have been trying out the potion samples here and there, doing things like attempting to set themselves on fire or inhale water. Luckily 99% of them are stopping when they're warned when their timer is running out.

There is the odd idiot that doesn't know how to hold his magic. Injuries won't be grave when they do happen, just incredibly stupid.

If anyone who helped investigate swamps wants to talk to travel agents about potential trips home, this is the chance to do it. Remember that you can also take visitors with you when the time comes around.

Comments

[ewestmarch]

A.

[Someone wasn't watching properly, and now the enormous decaying flesh-monster has a potion of leaping. It bounds around gleefully, rattling tables and putting hairline cracks in the pavement when it lands.]

B.

[Where is Emilia during all of this? Scowling at Jeebs.]

How do I know this map is accurate? Three emeralds. At most.

a.

[vengeance_driven]

Whoa! Whoa there big man!

[Niko sees the big oaf sort of splatting around. He'll just keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn't get near the food because... well basically Niko's pretty sure this will be his last chance to have the right sort of hotdog for a while.]

You having a good time?

[ewestmarch]

Rwrr?

[Niko's voice catches its attention and it waves! Emilia told it that you were alive, Niko, but it is still so happy! Nod nod, yes, a very good time!

It bounds over. Boom. Boom. Boom. HELLO.]

[vengeance_driven]

[Oh god. He's going to die of being loved on by a giant undead man.]

Wait wait wait!

[He holds up a finger, and then runs over to grab an oversized poncho for a Krogan for sale, quickly buys it, and comes back.]

Come on big guy. Here you go. [He sort of gives his arm a well protected hug. Which is hilarious that he's denied Brucie the same courtesy so many times. It's probably because he mostly seems like a big child, and Brucie wanted nothing more than for Niko to fondle his balls.]

[He also holds his breath while he does it. The man has been near mass graves so he's smelled worse, but... not by much.]

[ewestmarch]

[Oh my GOD no one ever lets it hug them!

The abomination is so happy right now, and will try not to crush any ribs.]

[vengeance_driven]

[He grunts as the breath he's holding is squeezed out of him, but somehow survives the encounter as he manages to step back to breathing distance.]

Hey, you should go check on your sister. How about we go find her, okay?

[ewestmarch]

[The abomination twists around, peers over the crowd.]

Grgh.

[He indicates a black robe a few stalls down. There she is!]

[vengeance_driven]

[He nods to the big flesh golem and heads in her direction.] Hey. [He says in mild greeting.] Looks like your brother was having a wild and crazy time. He knows how to live the afterlife up.

[And as he's saying the last part he's carefully removing the poncho.]

[ewestmarch]

Gale, [Emilia snaps,] for the Lady's sake.

[The abomination, though scolded, does not seem to lose its chipper mood.]

He's probably happy you're alive. He wanted to go back for you in the swamp.

[vengeance_driven]

Yeah. He seemed pretty happy to see me.

By the way ah... sorry for what I said before. When I was joking about Belloq getting sick. I lost a brother and I know it isn't easy to take care of what is left when a lot is gone.

[He owes her that apology.]

[ewestmarch]

Why are you apologizing? You about to ask for a favor or something?

[vengeance_driven]

No. I'm just half an asshole. If I want you to do something for me I pay for it.

[He'll do favors for free for certain people, but not all of them. He knows how it goes.]

[ewestmarch]

Oh.

[Unexpected.]

Thanks. We've had worse.

[impossibilities]

[Although she has seen the flesh-monster around before, Grainne stares unabashed when it starts jumping about.]

E-Emilia? Your familiar is going fae-touched.

[ewestmarch]

What?

[Emilia turns, spies her companion making a giant mess of things, and puts the tips of two sharp claw-fingers in her mouth to whistle.

The abomination almost trips over itself trying to slow down, then hangs its head and slogs back to her.]

Thanks.

[Oh wait does she have to do small talk now? Ew.]

Decided to stay on?

[impossibilities]

[Grainne nods.]

It seems that it wasn't urgent to return. I even have a job now. What kind of familiar is your friend?

[ewestmarch]

Not a familiar. My brother.

[A cool steel in her voice means she's had to defend this position before. Not a pet, not a thrall, not an optional part of her life.]

[impossibilities]

Oh, my apologies. In my world the rules are a bit different... I thought he was like me.

[Grainne brushed a bit of hair out of her face awkwardly, blushing a bit.]

[ewestmarch]

You look human.

[She's blunt, but it's disguising more sympathy than would be easy to assume. They're only free through sacrifice.]

[impossibilities]

Servants are heroic spirits called forth into a prepared vessel- a high level familiar.

[She pauses and glances away a moment, a pensive expression on her face, but it fades and she returns to gazing at Emilia's "brother."]

What is he, if you do not mind my asking?

[ewestmarch]

"Prepared vessel?"

[That sounds incredibly sketchy. Emilia eyes her. What the hell has Grainne gotten herself into?]

He's an abomination.

[A proper classification, not just an adjective.]

They're used for guard work and heavy combat. You're undead?

[impossibilities]

[An abomination? Grainne looks at the creature with a critical eye. She rather thought it was a term not unlike "Servant," where it meant more than just the word at face value.]

So not unlike a golem in our world. You two must be very close, you sound very affectionate of him. [Though golems were usually familiars in the proper sense back on her world, those rules didn't apply.]

And yes, sort of.

[More sketchy than Emilia could guess, honestly, and if Grainne had foreknowledge of what taking up the Holy Grail war had in store for her, she would have never participated.]

[ewestmarch]

He's the only real family I ever had.

[She pays for the map, turns around to face Grainne.]

So who are you bound to?

[impossibilities]

[The first thing that Emilia says strikes Grainne rather hard, but she hides her reaction quickly enough when the other woman turns around to face her.]

Hold on to him, then. I'm sort of envious.

[Her master doesn't seem to be a topic she wants to talk about.]

[ewestmarch]

Don't be.

[She's...bitter.]

It was never supposed to be like this.