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Welcome, travelers! It's so nice to see new faces in our beloved kingdom. I do so hope you enjoy your stay with us.

If anyone is looking for quality hand-made goods, look no further than the shack just outside of town. I provide sewn goods, candles, and souvenir trinkets celebrating your stay in Ravin!



Visenya clutched her coin purse tightly as she made her way to the apothecary's shop. She was nervous about this, but filled with purpose. She would buy a potion, and that potion would change her life for the better. She would no longer be that poor girl in the shack, slaving over needle, wax, and paints.

Date: 2011-09-18 03:02 pm (UTC)
fearcutsdeeperthanswords: (Up and up and up again)
From: [personal profile] fearcutsdeeperthanswords
Arya was working outside, cleaning a cauldron that was much bigger than her. She'd turned it on its side to scrub out the inside, and half sat in it, hidden from passersby. She could still hear just fine, though - and when sh heard someone walking up the path, she poked her head up above the cauldron's edge.

"Are you a customer?" She eye the coin purse.

Date: 2011-09-20 12:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wakethedragon.livejournal.com
She watched the young boy as he eyed her purse. "Do you work here?" She hoped he wasn't a thief.

Date: 2011-09-20 03:21 am (UTC)
fearcutsdeeperthanswords: (Jon let's be bastards together :C)
From: [personal profile] fearcutsdeeperthanswords
"I'm Master Hannibal's apprentice!" Indignant. As. Hell. Arya straightened her shoulders. "Can I make you something? We have lots of different love potions."

Date: 2011-09-20 03:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wakethedragon.livejournal.com
"How was I to know! I'm not often in the market for potions." She sniffed and clutched her purse all the tighter. Did she want to trust precious coin in the hands of an apprentice?

She perked up at the mention of love potions. She thought riches would be the end of her woes, but a woman on her own had precious little power in this world, even if she had all the money she could ever desire. But if she had a rich and powerful husband, far more doors would be open to her. A love potion would keep him in love with her, no matter what. "What sorts of love potions?"

Date: 2011-09-22 12:39 am (UTC)
fearcutsdeeperthanswords: (CHILDLIKE DERP)
From: [personal profile] fearcutsdeeperthanswords
Arya grinned, knowing the woman was hooked. Love potions always convinced them. Women could be so silly, some times. "All sorts," she said proudly, dropping her brush and walking around the cauldron. "What sort do you need? I made most of them, under Master Hannibal's watch."

Date: 2011-09-22 01:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wakethedragon.livejournal.com
"I...need the sort that will get a rich man to fall in love with me." There. It wasn't so hard, really. It was just words. She worked the purse between her fingers, shifting it from one hand to the other. "A good rich man, mind you, not some bastard over-fond of the rod. I don't desire beatings."

Date: 2011-09-22 03:16 am (UTC)
fearcutsdeeperthanswords: (Plotting mischief. Shhhh.)
From: [personal profile] fearcutsdeeperthanswords
"That's easy," Arya said, waving a hand. She eyed the purse again. "But it'll cost you. They're expensive, and getting a good one's your duty. You have to slip it to the right person."

Date: 2011-09-22 03:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wakethedragon.livejournal.com
She frowned. She had to do all the work? That didn't seem right. How would she get close enough to someone rich enough to make this worth her while?

"How am I supposed to get this down some rich man's throat?"

Date: 2011-09-22 04:43 pm (UTC)
fearcutsdeeperthanswords: (Are you an alien)
From: [personal profile] fearcutsdeeperthanswords
"Don't you have someone picked out? There's another potion that you can slip to guards if you need to, to make them take you right to him. Then just give him some wine - don't put it in water, water dissolves most of the potions - and you're set. Don't be lazy, you can't get what you want by being lazy." Arya Stark, Apprentice. Mouthy little brat.

Date: 2011-09-22 05:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wakethedragon.livejournal.com
"I have several someones picked out." This was the kingdom of Ravin! Princes around every corner. She didn't need this impudent little brat making her feel foolish. She could get into one of the palaces, certainly, under the pretense of being a seamstress. Or a maid if necessary. "And I'm not lazy. I work all day long!"

Date: 2011-09-23 04:49 am (UTC)
fearcutsdeeperthanswords: (but that's bullshit)
From: [personal profile] fearcutsdeeperthanswords
"Well so do I," Arya shot back, putting both hands on her hips. "That's how it works. Miracles aren't cheap, and Master Hannibal's are the best! Do you want one or not?"

Date: 2011-09-23 01:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wakethedragon.livejournal.com
"All right, yes, fine." She could work out the details later. She had the money now, and there was no telling when she'd have the money again. "Does he guarantee his work?"

Date: 2011-09-23 10:07 pm (UTC)
fearcutsdeeperthanswords: (lol SHOULDA DODGED)
From: [personal profile] fearcutsdeeperthanswords
"Of course he does! He guarantees mine, too. Master Hannibal's a good teacher, just as good as he is a miracle worker! If it doesn't work I'll - I'll refund you." She does not like the sound of that at all, but there's really no helping it.

Date: 2011-09-24 11:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wakethedragon.livejournal.com
Visenya smiled. As long as she got her money back, that was all that mattered to her. She didn't want to be played for a fool, even if buying a love potion was foolish. If there was a refund if it didn't work, what was the harm in trying? "How much?"

Date: 2011-09-25 07:02 am (UTC)
fearcutsdeeperthanswords: (Up and up and up again)
From: [personal profile] fearcutsdeeperthanswords
Arya eyed the pouch, wondering how much the woman had. "Three gold pieces?" It was a nearly outrageous amount, but if she had it...Arya could probably part with the potion for some silver, though.

Date: 2011-09-27 12:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wakethedragon.livejournal.com
Her eyes bulged out of her head. She had several silver pieces, but she was more than certain that there wasn't a single gold piece, let alone three. She opened the pouch and started to flick through the coins inside.

Date: 2011-09-27 05:26 pm (UTC)
fearcutsdeeperthanswords: (the best needlework)
From: [personal profile] fearcutsdeeperthanswords
The bulging eyes was all the answer Arya needed. She sighed, then grinned. "Five silver pieces, then. You have that, right? I won't take copper."

Date: 2011-09-27 10:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wakethedragon.livejournal.com
She looked up from her purse, caught the grin on the child's face, and smiled herself. "Five silver pieces. Sold." She plucked the appropriate number of coins out of her bag, approached the apprentice, and handed them over. Quickly, not allowing herself time for second thoughts.

Date: 2011-09-28 01:26 am (UTC)
fearcutsdeeperthanswords: (CHILDLIKE DERP)
From: [personal profile] fearcutsdeeperthanswords
Arya snatched them up as soon as they were offered, hiding them away in her belt. And then she turned on her heel to head right into the house. "You can come in," she said. "I have one already brewed, but I can make it fresh if you like. It's still potent."

Date: 2011-09-28 03:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wakethedragon.livejournal.com
She tucked her purse away in the pocket tied around her waist, hidden beneath the folds of her gown, just in case the apprentice got any ideas. "Will it make a difference? How long do I have to use it?"

Date: 2011-09-28 07:24 pm (UTC)
fearcutsdeeperthanswords: (Have I mentioned I hate dresses)
From: [personal profile] fearcutsdeeperthanswords
"No, it doesn't make a difference, just sometimes people are stupid about having fresh potions. Some potions are better when they're older, but do they care? No." She went to a shelf, pulling out a small bottle. The liquid inside was pale blue in the light. In another, it might be pink.

"I'd use it before the next month is up, I think."

Date: 2011-09-28 11:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wakethedragon.livejournal.com
Before the next month is up. That gave her plenty of time to give further study to the rich men in Ravin, and decide which one she wanted to fall in love with her. She grinned as she watched the pale blue liquid glow ever-so-faintly in the light.

"I'll take your word for it. You're the apprentice, I'm just some girl." She held out her hand to take the bottle.

Date: 2011-09-29 05:39 pm (UTC)
fearcutsdeeperthanswords: (CHILDLIKE DERP)
From: [personal profile] fearcutsdeeperthanswords
"Yes I am," Arya said, and if she glowed just a little, it had to be a trick of the light bouncing off the bottle. Which she handed over after checking that the coins were still in her pocket. "Good luck."

Date: 2011-09-29 10:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wakethedragon.livejournal.com
"Thank you." She smiled, albeit nervously, and took the bottle. She quickly pocketed it and made her way out of the shop.

Date: 2011-09-29 10:50 pm (UTC)
fearcutsdeeperthanswords: (I like this kind of dancing)
From: [personal profile] fearcutsdeeperthanswords
Arya followed her out - she had to finish cleaning the cauldron, after all - and lifted a hand in a small wave. "Come again!"

spam? idek

Date: 2011-09-18 04:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] snownotstark.livejournal.com
[Poor girl in a shack? Today you will find a small bag of coins at your doorstep! Compliments of.... well, Little Jon but Robin probably had a part in it as well.]

Spam, why not!

Date: 2011-09-20 12:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wakethedragon.livejournal.com
[Visenya was completely bewildered when she found the bag of coins on her doorstep. Good heavens! Had someone dropped it? Perhaps one of the travelers, someone from a distant land? She clutched the bag to her chest and peered into the shadows of the neighboring wood.]

Is anyone there?

[Private]

Date: 2011-09-19 11:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sharpememory.livejournal.com
What kind of trade do you do on the side? Bones? Animal parts?

Re: [Private]

Date: 2011-09-20 12:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wakethedragon.livejournal.com
Oh! I could never kill animals. They're too sweet and kind.

[Unless you have some serious coin, and then--]

Of course, I do live at the edge of the wood, and happen upon such things from time to time.

[Private]

Date: 2011-09-20 01:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sharpememory.livejournal.com
That's good. Do you buy as well as sell?

[Private]

Date: 2011-09-20 03:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wakethedragon.livejournal.com
I only buy...specialty items. If the price is right.

[Re: I'm looking for some magic to elevated my status, because being a girl in a shack kinda sucks.]

[Private]

Date: 2011-09-21 01:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sharpememory.livejournal.com
I've got some things. They're very fresh.

[Private]

Date: 2011-09-21 02:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sharpememory.livejournal.com
Mermaid scales. You interested?

[Private]

Date: 2011-09-21 11:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wakethedragon.livejournal.com
I am not, but if I find anyone who is, I will be sure to inform you!

[Private]

Date: 2011-09-23 08:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sharpememory.livejournal.com
That's. I'll probably need it.

Date: 2011-09-20 02:53 pm (UTC)
darknessb4me: (up)
From: [personal profile] darknessb4me
Sewn goods?

You won't believe this, but I haven't been able to get my hands on a shirt that doesn't look like it was cut from a rag for months.

Date: 2011-09-20 03:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wakethedragon.livejournal.com
I make excellent shirts, good sir!

assume? spam?

Date: 2011-09-20 03:41 pm (UTC)
darknessb4me: (smile)
From: [personal profile] darknessb4me
Which way outside of town, then? I have a few gold to spare.

[He hit a bunch of non-cute animals over the head and sold them to the butcher/tanner. He might start going after bounties if he needs more cash. There were people that would pay you to kill things no matter where you were.]

spam 4 lols :D?

Date: 2011-09-22 08:59 am (UTC)
darknessb4me: (Anna - smirk)
From: [personal profile] darknessb4me
[And, well, there's a tall man in a black bad guy cloak poking his head in the doorway some minutes later.]

Hello?

lols spam!

Date: 2011-09-22 03:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wakethedragon.livejournal.com
[Visenya had gathered up the shirts she had ready-made, not quite certain if the gentleman would require special sizing or something following a particular set of criteria. When she saw how tall he was, and the very ominous cloak, she gulped a bit, but pasted on a smile. Gold was gold!]

Do come in, sir!

[The shack was, well, a shack, but she kept it clean. It was easy enough to keep a shack clean - there weren't exactly an abundance of rooms. She gestured toward the shirts she had arranged for perusal. He was so tall.]

lols spam!

Date: 2011-09-24 09:57 am (UTC)
darknessb4me: (black knight)
From: [personal profile] darknessb4me
[He smiled briefly.] Hi. I need something in black. Or blue. Fulled cotton, but wool is fine for the black. I know dark sheep are easier to come by than dye.

[Pause.]

It'll probably be under mail. Or armor.

lols spam!

Date: 2011-09-24 11:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wakethedragon.livejournal.com
[She nodded after each of his requirements. There wasn't a whole lot of black in Ravin; everyone tried to be a hero. Heroes so rarely wore black. But there was always the occasional rogue willing to pay a good price for something that kept them looking nondescript in the darkness.

She plucked the shirts that fell under the spectrum of blue from the arrangement and handed them over for inspection.]

Let me see what I have in the back.

[She disappeared and returned with two black shirts. One had been a special order for someone who never showed, the other was just something she happened to have. She liked black.]

lols spam!

Date: 2011-09-25 01:17 am (UTC)
darknessb4me: (terenas - speaker for the souls)
From: [personal profile] darknessb4me
[By the time she'd returned, the blue shirts had been sorted - the ones too small or too ruffley or too pale had been separated out. The special order got held up admiringly. This might actually fit.]

Thank you. What other sorts of things did you say you had?

lols spam!

Date: 2011-09-27 10:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wakethedragon.livejournal.com
Candles. Clay pots. Some souvenir trinkets for those passing through. Paintings of the town square, copper etchings, embroidered handkerchiefs made from gowns worn by the princesses in past seasons. They're popular with the young girls.

[She sized up the tall man in his foreboding cloak.]

I know someone selling mermaid scales of all things, but I'm not quite sure what one would do with them. [Or what the man had done to the poor mermaids to get them.]

lols spam!

Date: 2011-09-28 02:16 am (UTC)
darknessb4me: (burnt)
From: [personal profile] darknessb4me
Shamans can cast water-breathing spells with them.

[This is said almost absently.]

Hm. Well, pointing me towards that would be helpful, it is possible they have other things that could be useful to me.

[He smiled but it didn't look very real.]

Thank you.

lols spam!

Date: 2011-09-28 03:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wakethedragon.livejournal.com
[Water-breathing spells! How fascinating! What a humdrum life she lead in her stupid shack.]

Of course. I'd be happy to pass along his information.

[Barron. She tells him what she can about whatever his Ravin information would be.]

You're quite welcome. I'm sorry I don't have anything else for you.

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