Merchant Market

Log Info

• Title: Merchant Market
• Emitter: Merek
• Characters: Merek, Aryia, Ravenstongue, Seyardu
• Place: A07: Lower Alexandria Market District
• Time: September 22, 2021
• Summary: After a time recovering from their indulgence of The Hunger, Skielstregar had parked himself near where the shamans rest for his own good. Waking up that morning, he finds that his half burned cloak is taken, and he follows the trail over to the thief. Finding Vaera, he cautiously greets her, leaving and returning with a simple breakfast. She ends up knowing what he did, and the bronzescale, with intense shame, apologises again and again. Vaera pulls him into a hug and makes him promise that he will come to her should such Hunger arise again. He speaks of not wanting to fail at his duty once more, hence his fear and distance from The People. Vaera accepts it, and shows him what she was working on: repairing his cloak from the time it was halfway torched in Happy Valley. They make light of some of his features, and they end up being okay with the half-dead sith-makar sleeping in Vaera's camp so she could keep an eye on him.

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          Just west of the Northern Highbridge and east of the arena, commerce
blooms. Noisy and bustling, most anything may be purchased here for a price. 
Vendors from all cultures sell their wares from exotically colored carts, and 
the smells of different nations and far-off city-states mix with local ones 
from Alexandria and its riverbanks. 
 
          For all its commerce, visitors are advised to keep hold of their 
purses. Even the merchants possess a certain, cunning look. Most are positioned 
at carts or stalls as opposed to a formal storefront, with trade here being 
mobile, and visiting from all parts of the world. 
 
          Though the quality of goods suffers here compared to Upper 
Alexandria, the options are more diverse. Too, the oversight of the Watch is 
slightly less, and during times events are held at the Arena, chaos abounds. 
After dark, the square becomes a hangout for bards and other entrepreneurs 
whose business is best conducted by night; the shadows at the edges of the 
square often contain furtive figures engaging in their own brand of business.
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