by Viva » Fri May 28, 2021 9:46 pm
Viva entered the Lugard market hall and nodded at a stout merchant guard, her own hired mercenary following close behind. Brokers and their aides smiled and waved at her as she made her way to the back of the market. Taking the stairs two at a time she reached the top landing quickly.
Between Exclusive Vendors
This section of the Market Hall is relatively quiet, with only a few
clients lingering between the stalls displaying the high end merchandise.
One stall contains plain and silver tokens, the other a wide collection of
diamonds, emeralds, sapphires and rubies that sparkle quietly, their facets
reflecting shards of light onto the ceiling. Those people who do visit this
floor speak in hushed tones as they conduct their business.
A large poster lists the wares for sale on this floor.
[ obvious exits: S W D ]
A mercenary lingers here, ready to earn his pay.
A broker stands here, dealing in tokens.
You throw a soft leather pouch at a token broker.
A soft leather pouch flies through the air.
A token broker grunts in pain as a soft leather pouch hits him in the gut.
You say 'You are going to be a busy man'
A token broker looks into a soft leather pouch.
It is a soft leather pouch.
When you look inside, you see:
pouch (held) :
[38] a crafting token
[3] a silver crafting token
A token broker grins evilly.
[i]Viva entered the Lugard market hall and nodded at a stout merchant guard, her own hired mercenary following close behind. Brokers and their aides smiled and waved at her as she made her way to the back of the market. Taking the stairs two at a time she reached the top landing quickly.[/i]
Between Exclusive Vendors
This section of the Market Hall is relatively quiet, with only a few
clients lingering between the stalls displaying the high end merchandise.
One stall contains plain and silver tokens, the other a wide collection of
diamonds, emeralds, sapphires and rubies that sparkle quietly, their facets
reflecting shards of light onto the ceiling. Those people who do visit this
floor speak in hushed tones as they conduct their business.
A large poster lists the wares for sale on this floor.
[ obvious exits: S W D ]
A mercenary lingers here, ready to earn his pay.
A broker stands here, dealing in tokens.
You throw a soft leather pouch at a token broker.
A soft leather pouch flies through the air.
A token broker grunts in pain as a soft leather pouch hits him in the gut.
You say 'You are going to be a busy man'
A token broker looks into a soft leather pouch.
It is a soft leather pouch.
When you look inside, you see:
pouch (held) :
[38] a crafting token
[3] a silver crafting token
A token broker grins evilly.