(00:53:18) Darien is at the Main gates, watched closely by the guards says to everyone: *And through the main gates...* (00:54:05) Darien is within the Main Merchant building surrounded by samples of Moon's End's wares says to everyone: *And arrived at the main merchant building. I paced around, looking for shops that were open at this hour.* (00:55:11) (00:57:17) Darien is within the Main Merchant building surrounded by samples of Moon's End's wares says to johari{Erus}Pleasure slaveMo...: *A leatherworker's shop was open, and I stepped in, my heavy boots thudding on the wooden floorboards. I unshouldered my heavy pack and set it on the floor.* Tal. I am looking for woven clothing--robes, to be exact. Do you know anyone hereabouts who deals in such things? (01:00:46) (01:03:11) Darien is within the Main Merchant building surrounded by samples of Moon's End's wares says to johari{Erus}Pleasure slaveMo...: *I followed her out and looked where she pointed, nodding.* That door down there? All right, I'll try it. Thanks, Lady. *I strode down into the street and over to the door she indicated, then up the steps. Again my boots banged heavily on the wooden boards, and I pushed the door open, peering into the dimly lit interior.* Anyone here? (01:07:09) (01:10:05) Darien is within the Main Merchant building surrounded by samples of Moon's End's wares says to johari{Erus}Pleasure slaveMo...: *I grunted and set my backpack on the floor with a thud. I was dressed in rugged clothes for the road, and hadn't bathed in days. I was tanned, dusty, and self-reliant to a fault. I managed a smile.* I am a traveling merchant, and I have an order to fill on behalf of a client. A somewhat unusual order; I hope you can fill it. I need three green robes, of the type worn by free women of the caste of healers in any of the larger gorean cities. *I paused for a moment.* Can you fill such an order? (01:14:48) (01:16:42) Darien is within the Main Merchant building surrounded by samples of Moon's End's wares says to johari{Erus}Pleasure slaveMo...: *I rubbed my chin thoughtfully.* Half a hand? Is it possible to get them a little sooner? I believe my client would authorize me to pay a premium for faster delivery.
johari{Erus}
Pleasure slave
Moons End Trading Post SC
slips into the storyteller role says to Darien: -the Leatherworker was about tending to some rush orders that were required, the lights blazed from Her work area showing a warm glow in the darkening of the night-
johari{Erus}
Pleasure slave
Moons End Trading Post SC
slips into the storyteller role says to Darien: -the Leatherworker's head snapped up, She had been engrossed in Her work and Your voice had startled Her but being of good Tuchuk breed She did not show this outwardly. She gave a nod of Her head before moving towards the door and out onto the street as Her words flowed- Tal Sir, there is a Merchant but three doors along, it seems they still be open looking at the light from within. You could try there or iffin that fails I am sure they will have some other ideas
johari{Erus}
Pleasure slave
Moons End Trading Post SC
slips into the storyteller role says to Darien: -the Leatherworker balked at being called Lady but humor showed in Her eyes, She gave a nod of Her head then disappeared back inside to continue with Her work............-the Lady behind the counter in the Merchant store that stocked rolls of fabrics, clothing and other habadashery looked up from where She was counting the days coins, He hand moved towards a quiva that was hidden beneath the counter. Seeing You were a Stranger, She quickly pushed the coin with the side of Her hand into a waiting rence bag then slipped it beneath the counter before speaking- Tal Sir, how may I assist You this eve?
johari{Erus}
Pleasure slave
Moons End Trading Post SC
slips into the storyteller role says to Darien: -The Merchant had been raised in the City of Victoria and knew well of the Caste of Healers and how they dressed. There was not much call for such here as the Administrator performed a good lot of the Healing and seeing Him in robes may have killed the patients rather than cured them. The Womans eyes showed Her inner laughter as She gently shook Her head- Nothing straight off the rack Sir but if You were able to returned within half a hand then such an ordered could be filled by then -all the time Her eyes had looked along the balks of fabrics ensuring plenty in the deep green was in stock not wishing to make promises She could not keep and harm Her business She strived to build-
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