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>>35689290
Things have been a bit tough in the past few hours. You had a Mail Drake retrieve your things from the little apartment you were just evicted from. You only have about a hundred silver pieces to your name. You have a dog to take care of. You just stole a woman’s virginity through drunken antics. And now you’re sitting in the tavern, on the same woman’s pay, having a very early ale.

Stiina Stelera Strafniki sits across from you on the table. The tavern is still a bit empty, most of its patrons having left for parts unknown, or still sleeping. You consider for a bit sleeping in a tavern, but then you realize you’d have to pay twenty silver per night, way more than your last rent which was monthly. She too drinks a pint of ale, looking at you very concernedly. “So, do you remember anything from last night?”

“I remember being black out drunk and throwing you on a bed and that’s pretty much it,” you explain. Not much else to say. You’ve bedded plenty of women but this… well, to be blunt you’ve broken in many a tavern wench but this just doesn’t sit right with you. “Do you remember anything?”

She sighs, a slight smile on her face. “A bit.” You roll your eyes. “Come on, it wasn’t that bad! I-…” She blushes a little, looking away and giggling. “I gotta say, I’m still a little sore.”

You shake your head. “I don’t want to hear this.”

“Right.” Stiina drops her smile, looking down at the table. “Sorry. Um, so, what’s the situation? I mean- do you need my help or anything?”

[1/2]

>>35689306
[2/2]

“Well, I can think of one upside to this and that’s the fact that I’m not sleeping with bedbugs anymore,” you say. That’s actually the best part of this day. The Elves can go split themselves in half crotch-first for birthing those damn things. “Otherwise, no money to pay for a Sleep in the Stall, unless I can really make some money today.”

She nods, scratching her chin a bit, pensive. Oh, she’s got that look. You’ve seen it plenty of times and it’s never any good or any help.

> “No, I don’t need your help.”
> “Look, should we consider the possibility of your pregnancy?”
> “Stop looking at me like that.”
> Write in

>>35689320
> “Look, should we consider the possibility of your pregnancy?”
> “Stop looking at me like that.”

>>35689320
>> “Look, should we consider the possibility of your pregnancy?”

>>35689320
>> “Stop looking at me like that.”
Don't give me that look woman

>>35689320
> “Look, should we consider the possibility of your pregnancy?”

I HAD TO LEAVE EARLY LAST THREAD! WHAT DID YOU DO ANONS WHAT DID YOU DO!

>>35689320
> “Look, should we consider the possibility of your pregnancy?”
> “Stop looking at me like that.”

I kinda like Stiina she's been so nice.

>>35689496
Well we've got to take responsibility... and we're broke.

>>35689320
> “Look, should we consider the possibility of your pregnancy?”
> “Stop looking at me like that.”

>>35689496
I like her too.

> “Look, should we consider the possibility of your pregnancy?”
> “Stop looking at me like that.”

You narrow your eyes at her. “Stop looking at me like that.”

She turns her pensive look into a pout. “Oh?”

“That too,” you say. “I’m not swayed by that, I’m seven years your senior even, I could be your older brother darn it!” She quirks her brow, clearly not impressed. “Anyway, look here. What we did last night…” Ugh. On the one hand, you love the comfort of women, tavern wenches to streetwalkers to innocent academy students of reasonable age and maturity all cry your name once you get them in bed. But on the other hand, this is not something you need right now. “You’re not pregnant are you?”

She shakes her head, folding her arms up. “Nah. By the King’s life, I assure I am not going to get pregnant. I’m cursed.”

Oh. Well. The old Elven Curse. Back during the Great Winter the Elves did a lot of things to render humanity extinct. One of them was a birthing curse that rendered one in every ten women completely infertile. They were confident we’d never reproduce past that, but they should never have underestimated the desperation of humans when they think they’re going to die without experiencing sex. Nowadays, the old curse is very rare, only one in every ten thousand births. And by the King’s life, Stiina is cursed to be as barren as the Frozen North.

[1/2]

>>35689693
[2/2]

“I guess that would explain why you don’t have a boyfriend or a husband,” you say. Rusky the dog whines, resting his head in your lap. You run your hand along his soft fur, reassuring him. “Especially at your age. Most girls marry young, don’t you know?”

She shrugs. “I’m not most girls,” she says, clearly starting to go down in mood. “Listen , I know what you’re thinking, you want to take responsibility. I’m here to say you shouldn’t have to. It’s just my first time after all, it’s not like it was important to me or anything.”

“Stuff it.” You wag your finger in front of her eyes. “I need to make this right somehow.”

“You will,” she says, “by just getting yourself. Heck, let me help you. I can loan you some money or get you a cheap place to stay. My sister’s looking for a roommate-“

You slap the table, stopping her. “I won’t have it! I won’t take advantage of the charity of others, I won’t do it now. End of story.” She’s quiet at that, staring at you sadly.

> “I have to go.”
> “Listen, I will take care of you.”
> Write in

>>35689714
> “Listen, I will take care of you.”

Can anyone else hear him saying "I've the finest wares in the land!"

>>35689714
>> “Listen, I will take care of you.”

>>35689714
> “Listen, I will take care of you.”
I don't see this ending well.

>>35689693
>Stiina is cursed to be as barren as the Frozen North.
Well that sucks.
Provided there isn't someway the curse can be beat
>>35689714
> “Listen, I will take care of you.”

>>35689714
> “Listen, I will take care of you.”

Dammit stop being so nice. You're making me like you!

>>35689714
>“Listen, I will take care of you.”

We're very persuasive, we just need to find the right things to sell.

>>35689714
>I have to go
>consider the roommate offer, but pay your way

We gotta get that Fertility back

>>35689904
hey.... Maybe you're on to something. What if we tried getting a job selling things that we didn't find in a trash bin? like carts or houses or life insurance or vacuum cleaners?

> “Listen, I will take care of you.”

You, Stiina, and Rusky walk out of the tavern into the biting cold morning. Good thing that Herringbone gave you an extra coat to go with your new clothes. You have to remind yourself to pay him back for that. “Listen, I know what you’re thinking, but you know I will take care of you.” She rolls her eyes, looking away. “Don’t give me that, I did this darn it, I need to make it right.”

She sighs. “Kasimir, we were drunk, it was a mistake.” She cocks her head. “Admittedly a very fun mistake,” she says quickly. “But you don’t have to take responsibility for me nor anybody. Heck, you can leave Rusky with me, I can take care of him. I love dogs!”

She does have a point. The only reason you were taking care of Rusky was because your (former) landlord asked you to. But then again, you love the little dog too. “Look, that’s irrelevant, I-“

“I won’t have it the same way you won’t have charity,” she says. “If anything, I won’t be able to pay you back the same way you could for me.” She bites her lip, then looks down the road as a horse-drawn wagon filled with singing sailors comes by. “Listen, let me do you one last thing.” She quickly jogs up the road and stops the wagon. “Hey, sir! You guys going past the Market Square?”

The wagon driver nods, grinning. “Sure am, missy!”

“My friend and his dog needs a ride there!” she says. You walk up to her, Rusky trotting alongside you. The wagon driver nods, throwing his hook for a hand back towards the bed of the wagon where the crew chatter and sing. Stiina looks at you. “Look, I’ll be down at the Market Square in a bit, I have to go on my beat. But listen, Kasimir, there’s nothing to take responsibility for, and there’s sure as heck ain’t nothing I can give you in return.”

You cross your arms. “Stiina…”

“Just go,” she says. “You’re going to be late.”

[1/2]

>>35690109
[2/2]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oOvGowax8M8

The sailors all start up a new verse. “I thought I heard the old man say, Leave her Johnny, Leave her!” You both briefly look up at them, then back at each other. You hoist Rusky into the wagon, then climb in yourself. “Tomorrow ye will get yer pay, and it’s time for us to leave her!” The wagon driver snaps the reins, getting the horses going.

You see Stiina stand in the road, waving and smiling at you as you leave.

…

…

You step off the wagon and pat the side to let the wagon driver know it’s time to go. You stuff your hands in your pockets as you and Rusky head up to your stall. Stiina, why is she so selfless? Oh, if only…

You sweep your hand off the dusty counter of your stall. Everything appears to be in order. You look over to see all the shopowners backs, crowded around the corner of one stall. What the heck are they all doing?

> Go investigate
> Probably nothing.
> Write in

>>35690126
>> Go investigate

>>35690126
>> Go investigate
Can't not now

>>35690126
>Go investigate.

What's all this then?

>>35690126
> Go investigate

>>35690126
> Go investigate

>>35690126
> Go investigate
It better not be our dwarf buddy/rival

>>35690296
Our dwarf buddy/rival's dead body*

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> Go investigate

You walk up behind everyone. “What’s going on here?”

Satchel turns back to you, his eyes as narrow as a gulley. “New girl on the block what wants to set up shop!”

Herringbone as well turns back to you. “And have you seen her ensemble? It’s amazing!” Everyone glances up at him, apparently a bit confused. Herringbone the Orc looks down at all of them. “I’m just saying! Have you see her glasses too? Very bookish.”

One of the shopowners says, “Well the glasses are one thing. But I bet she’s got an ass so fine you could plow a field with it.” Everyone shrugs. Even you do, you can respect the nice hindquarters on a woman. You decide to see what’s what.

True to their tell, it was a young woman, in adventurer garb and cloak speaking to the Market Administrator: Burwell Bureaugard. She’s quite livid at something. “And you’re saying you have no spots left!? Can’t I just stand around and sell stuff?”

“Sorry, ma’am,” says Bureaugard. A small man he was, even smaller than the girl he was half-paying attention to. “But this Market Square is for resident merchants only who wait months in advance for a stall to be reserved for them. You can’t just walk in here and demand any of this just because you have merchandise.”

The girl huffs. “Typical economic bull…” She stomps her foot. “Fine, I will find another way! Perhaps one of these merchants will sell his stall to me!” She looks over at all of you, curious.

Yeah, no, you’re on your own! Everyone immediately packs up shop and leaves for their stall.

[1/2]

>>35690409
[2/2]

You hop over your stall and quickly take stock. Bowls here, little music boxes there, knapsacks and backpacks there, all that stuff. Excellent, looks like you’re ready. And if you’re lucky, you can make two-hundred silver by the end of the day. You hear the morning bell ring. Rusky sits down in front of stall, panting happily as he waits for customers like you.

> Take a rest, they’ll come to you.
> Start heralding, maybe the reason you didn’t get customers last time was because you didn’t announce yourself.
> Write in

>>35690429
>Start heralding, maybe the reason you didn’t get customers last time was because you didn’t announce yourself.

>>35690429
> Take a rest, they’ll come to you.
Have some dignity

>>35690429
>> Start heralding, maybe the reason you didn’t get customers last time was because you didn’t announce yourself.
Salesman voice Go

>>35690429
>Start heralding, maybe the reason you didn’t get customers last time was because you didn’t announce yourself.

Let's work that used car salesman pitch!

>>35690429
> Start heralding, maybe the reason you didn’t get customers last time was because you didn’t announce yourself.
this can only end well.

>>35690451
>Merchants
>dignity

Haha, you're a funny guy.

>>35690429
> Start heralding, maybe the reason you didn’t get customers last time was because you didn’t announce yourself.

>>35690451
>homeless poor trader who tried to say he'd take care of a girl who had a drunken one night stand with him
>dignity
Kek

>>35690451
Nigga we're a poor homeless merchant, dignity is for people with homes, money and other jobs

>>35690409
When was the last time you guys listened to a guy yelling about how good his products are?

>>35690517
We are kinda pathetic aren't we?

>>35690548
Last week.

>>35690548
How do you think used car salesmen, spam mail, and infomercials are still around? There's a sucker born every minute.

So we don't want to see if we can sell that one girl's stuff for her?

>>35690601
No, fuck her, FOREIGNERS TRYN TK ERR JBS

>>35690572
Most infomercials aren't selling bowls found in dunpsters

>>35690659
Most infomercials try to trick you into buying shit you don't really need.

>>35690637
And this is why you're poor.

Capitalism mates, rent the space out to her for whatever we'd make on our best day every day.

> Start heralding, maybe the reason you didn’t get customers last time was because you didn’t announce yourself.

You stand up, throwing the hood of your coat over your head and standing atop your counter. Time for some showmanship. “Adventurers! Ladies n’ Gentlemen from the far reaches of Therindel!” You turn a few eyes here and there, some stop to watch you. “Have ye had issues with the containment of yer potions? Have ye ever fallen, only to break the glass vial and spill the contents all over the ground and stain yer coat and yer belongings in their colors?!”

You look down at a young adventurer girl, who has her potions hanging on a belt. Perfect. You drop down and walk up to her. You tower over her, smiling. “Young lady, have you ever dropped your potions from that belt while on a run?”

She shrugs, put on the spot. “Um… once or twice?”

“Well no more!” you shout. “This ain’t no maggot acting, this is the real deal!” You wrap your arms around her shoulders and lead her on to your counter. “Now listen here, I have the perfect solution to your problems.” You quickly start rifling through your possessions underneath your counter. Let’s see, boxes, boxes… THERE. You pick up a little box, big enough to fit a standard vial. “Here we have the Potion Protector.” You flick it open, revealing a soft little interior. You grab a potion from her belt and place it right in, fitting it in perfectly. “Oi, ain’t that a thing! Fits like a glove!”

“Wow…” She seems genuinely impressed. “D- do you have more?”

[1/2]

>>35690709
[2/2]

You place down an additional ten. “I do!” Truth be told, you got these boxes from a jeweler but he didn’t need to know that and neither does she. “Now, the price for each of these little boxes stands at ten silver a piece. But for an additional twenty silver, I can throw in…” You place down a bigger box. “This Potion Protector Box! For containing your Potion Protectors, up to ten in fact.”

Perfect, this is an easy one-hundred and twenty silver right here! She seems drawn in. You’ve got her now-

“Excuse me!” That glasses girl from before slides in in front of her. “I’d like to buy your stand.”

> “Go away.”
> “I’m busy.”
> “Later.”
> Write in

>>35690735
>> “Later.”
I will murder you if you ruin this lady

>>35690735
10 million silver or no deal, go away miss hissy fit. Never associate with foreigners or people who don't understand how waiting for a stall works.

>>35690735
> “Later.”

>>35690735
> “Later.”

>>35690735
> “Later.”

>>35690735
>“Later.”

It just HAD to happen.

>>35690735
> “I’m busy.”

>>35690735
"A moment please" and turn back to the customer.

>>35690735

>>35690894
This.

>>35690735
This girl seems to have no idea what she's doing, we might be able to sell her goods for her, getting a profit well over what she might have gotten.

>>35690735
"I'm sorry miss, but I'm currently helping out the young lady here. If you could wait for just a little, I be with you momentarily."

>>35690409
I forgot the name but is this the book girl from your other quest?

>>35690936
My thoughts exactly.

> “Later.”

You grab her shoulder and push her to the side. “Later, lass. Now-“

She slides back in. The first girl tilts her body around to look at the boxes. “Nope, you are…” She quickly flips through a list on what appears to be a clipboard. “… Mister Kasimir Kanenas. Stall #23. Correct?”

You nod. “Aye, that’s me,” you say. “I’m in the middle of something here would you-“

“I’d like to buy your stall!” she says, smiling. You have to admit, her smile is lovely, but by the King, you are in SELLING THINGS. “I will give you fifty silver for it.” You laugh internally. Fifty silver!? That doesn’t even make your previous rent.

“Look, I appreciate you wanting to buy but I am trying to sell to this-“ You motion to the girl, who is already being led away by a much larger adventuring man.

“Janey, what did I tell you? People here are trying to scam you!” says the big adventurer. “Those were just jewelry boxes!”

Janey says, “Really? Darn! I was close to buying those, thanks!” She quickly jumps up and kisses the adventurer on the cheek. They quickly walk off and out into the crowd. The rest of your potential customers disperse, leaving you with this girl.

…

She smiles. “So, what do you say?”

> “Get out.”
> “No.”
> “I am going to make a plow out of you.”
> Write in

>>35690973
>YOU RUINED MY FUCKING SALE! DID YOU REALLY THINK THIS WOULD ENDEAR YOU TO ME IN ANY CAPACITY!?

>>35690973
>> “I am going to make a plow out of you.”

>>35690973
>> “I am going to make a plow out of you.”
And I will sell you for a single copper I swear I will

>>35690973
> “Get out.”

>>35690973
>Fifty silver wouldn't even cover my rent. You're clearly new here and have no idea as to what you're getting into.

You just ruined a sale. Why on earth should I consider doing any business with you?

>>35690973
"You have no clue on being a merchant do you? Go on, you have stock yes? what is it and how much did you pay? let alone actually sell anything"

>>35690973
I want a combo of >>35691001 and >>35691030

>>35690973
>“Get out.”

>>35691041
Honestly I'm madder than hell but we should try to sway her into a partnership if she actually has merch.

>>35690973
>Write in
"You just cost me a customer. Do you have ANY idea how much a stall costs? Or how to run one?"

>>35690973
Get her rusky

>>35690973
How much does getting a stall actually cost? If it's some exorbitant amount we should fucking tell her the number.

Al'a IT COST ME XXXXXX TO GET THIS DAMN STALL AND YOU WANT TO GIVE ME FIFTY SILVER?!

>>35690973
>> Write in
"Alright lass, now you're going to explain to me why in the Kings name you think fifty silver is enough to buy this stall."

>>35690973
>50 Silver
Man, adventures really have no clue on the value of things. Even if she got a stall, she'll be a terrible merchant.

>Write in
Say nothing, but give her "The Look"

>>35691113
OF COURSE THEY DON'T Think of every game you've ever played. How much do you sell your "trash" for. That longsword of smiting +1? Ehh you've got the +2 5 copper sounds good.

>>35690973
>"Maybe we can work something out."

We can sell, she can supply. Everything works out.

>>35690973
changing >>35691041 to >>35691113
>Give her "The Look" and maybe also "The D"

>>35690973
You owe me 120 silver for the sale you just lost me, and I will allow you to sell your wares from my stall until you get your own for 50% of the profits.

>>35691192
This sounds pretty good.

>>35691192
I like this idea.

>>35690973
>>35691192
THis,is the coldest most dispassionate voice we can muster, coupled with the look.

> Write in

The Market Band is playing the wrong kind of music today.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BKc9W3WeUhc

“You just cost me a customer, a sale that could’ve gotten me more than twice what you were paying for this Stall if I wanted to sell to you, which I don’t!” you yell. She steps back, flinching at the sudden volume. “I have had this stall for over a year, sure it costs fifty gold on initial purchase, but it has earned me hundreds of silver over that year! What makes you think I’ll just sell because you have fifty silver!?” you scream at her.

…

She blinks, now a bit humbled. “Um… because-“

“That’s a rhetorical question, I’m not selling,” you say. You glare hard at her, leaning over the counter. “Not even for you, not for your silver, not even for your merchandise! Now get the heck out of here!”

“Wait!” she says. “I’m desperate! Honest, nobody will sell me theirs!” Gee, you wonder why. “Not even that Baker on the corner will sell me his stall?”

You blink, surprised. “Bradley Baker won’t sell you his? He’s going to move into voice contortion!” You laugh at that. Oh wow, your day is suddenly lifting up. “King’s arms and legs, you are screwed. Now get out of here.” You turn around, trying to look busy.

“I’ll do anything!” she says. You blink, turning around. She looks genuinely pressed, stressed, and worried. Hm… “Please, I don’t have anywhere to live here. I’ll- I’ll do sell my books to you, I’ll work in this stall for you! I’ll…” She blushes a bit, sizing you up. “Um...”

Hm. On the one hand, she is cute. “How old are you?”

“Eighteen.” Perfect age as well. She sighs. “My name is Emily Eckhardt.”

>> EMILY ECKHARDT <<
>> Adventurer of the South <<

> Maybe we can work something out.
> Nah, get lost.
> Write in

>>35691220
> Maybe we can work something out.

Not. Sexually. Merchandise.

>>35691220
See>>35691192
Change to 60%

>>35691220
>Maybe we can work something out

But not in the sleazeball way. We just want to sell items for her and get a good cut of the profits.

This isn't the casting couch.

>>35691220
> Maybe we can work something out. Eh no sex stuff though.

>>35691220
> Maybe we can work something out.
>>35691192
This and offer to teach her how, to actually find value on her things, cause this is pathetic.

>>35691220
>Maybe we can work something out.
>Write in
"What kind wares were you planning to sell and for how much?"

Lets talk merchandise.

>>35691220
>> Maybe we can work something out.

>>35691220
Shouldn't have interrupted her. I honestly want to know why she can just buy a goddamn stall for 50 silver.

>Maybe we can work something out.

>>35691220
> Maybe we can work something out.
As an adventurer, she probably has a whole lot of loot just sitting in her inventory, waiting to be sold

>>35691220
>>Smile a bit, then grab her by her clothes and look at her face:

Okay, because I hate.
HAAAAAAAAAAAATE to scam people anymore than needed.
You get wares, GET THEM TO ME, I sell them and you get a percentage to go spelunk more and save some money.
DO YOU FUCKING UNDERSTAND ME!?

Now let's work it out.

>>35691220
>Maybe we can work something out.
Let's fuck her, book worms are hot

>>35691220
> Maybe we can work something out.

Eh, let's give her a shot.

>>35691321
Oh she's adorable. I'd fuck her in a heartbeat. However in this scenario we'd be taking advantage of her. What you really want is to establish a relationship. Gain her trust and friendship. Then the dickings come regularly.

>>35691320
>>35691220
>>35691268
I back these ones

>>35691320
OhOhOh.

Chuckle a bit before doing that!
we are mad, insane mad on the vere of event horizont.

Any guesses as to why miss guard lady doesn't have a boyfriend?

>>35691449
Because we're in a pseudo mid-evil ADVENTURE world and she's infertile.

>>35691449
Lack of interaction with guys who stick around long enough.

>>35691449
She prefers women

>>35691449
Extremely self conscious about the curse. Thinks she's damaged goods.

>>35691449
She's barren.

>>35691449
Married to the job
Saving herself for someone(whoops)
Ma told her not to trust no man not now not never
MUH CURSE
Peasants don't appreciate the beauty of tomboys

>>35691220
>introducing a second possible love interest.
How many threads until the waifu wars?

>>35691493
None. Guardswoman a shit, book lady a best

>>35691449

In a world where magic and hexes and curses are very real, I'd expect someone who was imbued with a curse that originated from a race that was involved in a huge bloody war with humans and may have also attempted to genocide humans in several ways would discourage many potential suitors.

Any who weren't turned away at the prospect of being exposed to an elven curse on a daily basis may have just been jerks or not what she was looking for in a partner.

>>35691493
We already have a waifu. Also First girl always wins.

>>35691520
implying they both don't end up wanting are grand trader D

>>35691520
Shut your whore mouth, you howling monkey. Knight a best, book a slut.

> Maybe we can work something out.

You hold out your hand, sighing deeply. “Show me your wares.”

Her eyes light up immediately. “Really!? I-“

“Don’t dawdle,” you say.

She nods, then quickly points her finger up then brings it down, opening up an inventory rift. She reaches in, then carefully hefts out a giant stack of books. She drops it on your counter, threatening to split the entire thing in half. She giggles a bit. “And that’s just over the course of a month!” You blink, taking the book from top and flipping through it. Wow, genuine Old Standard writing. “These books are from the Frozen North itself, from the Elder Dragon named Boil. It took a raid of over two-hundred Adventurers from all over the land to claim his treasures!”

You nod. “This book, this is The Jump by Quinton Quill, is it not?” She blinks, surprised. “First Edition, literary tense.”

[1/2]

>>35691520
Book lady so far is cuter. However what happens when mage girl from the academy shows up for her dog?

>>35691520

Both girls are great anon.
Emily a best though. You have great taste.

>>35691547
[2/2]

She crosses her arms, smiling even more. “Wow, are you a scholar, Mister Kanenas?”

“Used to be,” you say. “This book could go in a museum but on the other hand, these have a certain value to them. This is a genuine First Edition writing by Mister Quill himself…” You sift through the pages. “Leather binding, even more valuable considering it was written during the Great Winter. This is worth over five hundred silver alone!”

“Well… what about the rest?” she asks excitedly.

You run your finger along their spines. Good King’s eyes! These are all lost texts! And… this one! You place The Jump down and quickly pull this book from the stack. “… this is a music book, an original written by one of the King’s most trusted guards!” you say. “Wh- where did-“

She shrugs, grinning even further. “Boil is a collector of the scholarly.”

You hold the book in your hands. Good King, this is the stuff you journeyed for when you were still an Archaeologist. A failed one, admittedly, but this…

She leans in. “Mister Kanenas, shall we work out a deal? You sell my wares, we both split a profit?”

> This is yours, I’ll take the minority.
> Half and half.
> Take the Majority
> Write in

>>35691566
> Half and half.

>>35691566
> This is yours, I’ll take the minority

>>35691566
>> Half and half.
this is fair since she can not sell or buy things for shit

>>35691566
>> Half and half.
>Plus the 150 silver you owe me for costing me that sale.

>>35691566
>> Half and half.

>>35691566
> Take the Majority
No lass, our stall, our majority, we can always sell garbage

>>35691566
> Half and half.

>>35691566
>Half and half.

She has what we want and we have the skills to Milk this for ALL it is worth!
Good lord I was expecting stuff but this amazing.

>>35691566
>>35691600
backing

>>35691621
thanks anon.

>>35691555
What dog? Old Rosky is a cat. Totally.

>>35691566
>Half and half.

Plus maybe some wiggle room on particularly hard-won volumes.

>>35691566
>> Half and half.

"I can't get my hands on wares like this and I doubt you'll find anyone else in this city who actually knows what this stuff is none the less
what it's worth."

>>35691566
> Half and half.

>>35691600
This.

>>35691632
>wiggle room
>ever
No

>>35691566
> Half and half.

You don't apparently know how to sell anything... and you just cost me a sale.

>>35691629
Is... is the dog our waifu?

>>35691600
We're about to make more money than we've ever seen. Give it up.

>>35691632
o no not after fucking us on that sale and she does not know how to sell or buy things so we are being nice going for half and half

>>35691632
It's.. like you don't even Jew.

>>35691663
How about no.

>>35691643
Anon, when voting be sure to link QM's post.

>>35691656
Cat*

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> Half and half.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RuUfdjFB798

You cross your arms, sitting down in a chair. “We’ll split the sales. You obviously don’t know anything about trading and bartering, obviously I might have to teach you something. You also owe me for that sale you cost me.”

She takes the glove off of her hand and holds out her hand to you. “Done, Mister Kanenas!”

You shake it. “Right then, Miss Eckhardt. Take a seat, let’s see who’s willing to buy some books today.” Miss Eckhardt hops over the counter and sits down on the ground next to you. Rusky whines, resting his head on her lap. Miss Eckhardt happily pets Rusky on the head.

Your stomach growls. Oh, must be time for lunch. You reach into your bag.

…

You look into your bag. Where’d all the hardtack go? Are you really out of food now!? Aw, King’s scat. You look over to see Eckhardt, pulling out some bread for Rusky, and an apple for herself.

Ugh…

> You can starve.
> “Miss Eckhardt, I don’t suppose you…”
> Write in

>>35691810
> You can starve.

>>35691810
"Do you have anything for the dog?"
And if she offers us any "No thanks, I had a big breakfast."

>>35691810
>You can starve.

No charity!

Besides, how else can we afford to keep this svelte, sleek mercantile look we have going on if we eat so much?

>>35691810
>> You can starve.

>>35691810
>Distract self by heralding about books.

>>35691810
> You can starve.
Get your eats rusky.

>>35691810
>You can starve

We might not have much, but we have our pride.

>>35691810
> You can starve.

>>35691876
>>35691866
>>35691860
>>35691852
>>35691845

lol, very prideful. I was thinking to start off looking as professional as possible. But heck with all this.
I guess prideful it is.
Starve like a man.

or hell, we don't even need to ask her to give food to rusky, he can just give her the eyes.

>>35691810
> You can starve.

Lets sell a few books today and set our selves up.
We now look like a merchant.
Good cloths, nice haircut.

We need to upgrade our booth once we get the chance. And buy a sleeping permit.

>>35691810
How much is the sleeping permit again?

>>35691926
why did you delete your other post and then write this one should have just left it up

>>35691899
I get the impression from the MC that he has nothing but his pride. Taking the food would be the intelligent choice, but that's not who the MC is.

>>35691926
Go away fag

>>35691926
You are dumb.

>>35691955
>>35691963
please don't shit up the quest with namefag hate.

>>35691949
eh change of opinion based on anons.
thought I'd go with pride at first but thought it'd be better to eat rather than starve. but w.e deleted it. To just say what we should do. Since it was clearly going to go starve.

> You can starve.

You’ll starve before you beg for food. Elves damn it.

She looks over at you. “Hungry?”

You huff, turning away. “No,” you growl. She blinks, scooting away a bit then taking another sweet succulent bite out of her apple. Does she have to chew so loudly? Is the King going to come down from the heavens and say to her, “Madam, you chew so loudly that it has awoken me from my deathly slumber and now I must make you my wife. Please lie down and think of Therindel while I birth a new generation of nobles.”

Ugh, your imagination gets too active when you’re hungry.

Still, you lean back, you’ll power through it.

Satchel walks up to you, a Mail Drake roosting on his head. “Kanenas!” he greets, holding up a parchment. “Guess what’s happening at the end of the month?”

“Is it you leaving the Market Square and never coming back?” you say. Yes, stress relief, finally.

“Nope!” Damn. He rolls down the parchment. “The Winter Joust! Therindel Lords from all over such as the Archduchess Arianna, Princess Patricia, Viscount Victor Vermire, and other lords are coming for the Joust here in Imperial City! The Lord himself is hosting it in this city here!” Huh, last year it was at the Princess’s, though you can imagine why the Lords would want to move away from that considering her promiscuity. “Aren’t you excited?”

Miss Eckhardt says, “Is Sir Seville Salinsky going to be there?”

You both look at her. “Who?”

“Sir Salinsky,” says Eckhardt happily. Her happiness drops a bit. “You know… the…” You both stare at her. “He may not be part of the line of succession but-… okay, yeah.”

> Sure, I’m excited.
> Why should I be excited?
> It’s just a bunch of idiots hitting each other with Lances.
> Write in

>>35692104
> Sure, I’m excited.
Tourneys always attract adventurers, adventurers mean profit.

>>35692104
>> Why should I be excited?
No, really? Is something important happening?

>>35692104
> Sure, I’m excited.
Gonna try to make a killing in sales

>>35692104
> Sure, I’m excited.
Lot's of people to fleece

>>35692104
Sure im excited, more people coming into the city , and more coin purses with loose strings, good for business.

>>35692104
>> Sure, I’m excited.
more people to sell to.

>>35692104
> Sure, I’m excited.
Lots of money gonna flow

> Write in
Rents gonna to go up through the roof though

>>35692104
> Sure, I’m excited.
Jousts mean more people in town
More people in town means more sales

>>35692104
> Why should I be excited?
Remain neutral.
I also didn't think not eating would mean actively alienating book girl.

>>35692104
> Sure, I'm excited.
Think of the sales we could make.

>>35692104
> Sure, I’m excited. Rich idiots giving each other concussions is great for business!

>>35692104
No wonder that asshole kicked us out
He is planing to jack up prices and rent to the visitor's

>>35692104
> Sure, I’m excited.

>>35692180
>>35692104
Second this one

> Sure, I’m excited.

You shrug. “Sure. More tourists and adventurers looking to get their game on means more purses to cut and more silver and gold to claim, don’t it?”

Satchel nods. “Yeah! I’ve been working double time to get my stocks up and get prepared for it! Who knows what I’ll run into! Maybe even Vogelvolk from the Vogelreich out east will want a piece of the action.”

“Those birds don’t know what they’re doing, you know that Satchel,” you say. “That’s why they’re easy to sell to. They don’t question things.”

“I won’t argue, haha!” He slaps his knee. “Anyway, I’ll leave you with the little bookworm and your books. I’m sure you’ll get some ‘big sales’ today!” He laughs loudly as he goes back to his stall. That arrogant little midget, you’d like to see if he’s laughing when you outsell him!

Miss Eckhardt looks around. “No one seems to want a book.”

“Well, adventurers you know?” you say. “Short attention spans. Never any time for books.”

> Herald again
> Wait for them to come to you
> Write in

>>35692194
Nobles aren't too keen on staying in a roach infested shithole.

>>35692306
>Herald again

>>35692306

> Herald again

>>35692306
> Herald again

>>35692306
> Herald again

>>35692306
>> Herald again

There's got to be a mage or an alchemist here somewhere. Those types love books.

>>35692306
>Herald again
Gotta be proactive man

>>35692312
desperate adventurers will

>>35692306
> Herald again

>>35692306
> Herald again

>>35692306
> Herald again

>>35692306
> Wait for them to come to you

>>35692306
>> Herald again

>>35692306
> Herald again

> Herald again

You stand up. “Watch and learn, Missy. This is how you sell a product.” You hop over your counter and start your salesvoice again. “Ladies and gentlemen! From the farthest reaches of Therindel-“

“Actually just the Frozen North,” says Miss Eckhardt.

“From the farthest reaches of the Frozen North, we have BOOKS!” you slap the top of the stack. “As old as the Kingdom itself, the records of our great civilization all contained within these pages! We have a First Edition Quinton Quill, the Jump! Going for five-hundred silver!” You walk over to a potential buyer. “You sir, you look like a scholarly man!”

He seems pretty normal actually but you’re going to play the part to a tee. He says, “Do I?” He shrugs. “That’s something.”

“Perhaps you would be interested in the lore of the Ancient Kingdoms of old, sure they may still be in their original Old Standard and in the literary tense, but they make a great educational tool once you learn to understand-“

“Norman!?” Miss Eckhardt stands up. “Norman Niemand, is that you?”

[1/2]

>>35692606
[2/2]

The customer you were just talking to blinks, then smiles at Miss Eckhardt. “Miss Eckhardt! My goodness!” He walks over, laughing. “You’re back! Wow! You didn’t send word?”

She laughs, leaning over the counter and hugging him tightly. “Oh, haha! Oh, Mister Niemand! I’m sorry, I’ve just been busy with the adventuring life! I’m taking a lesson here on selling things from Mister Kanenas here.” You nod.

“You know him?” you ask.

Miss Eckhardt nods. “He works at Clay’s Potions and Solutions.”

>> NORMAN NIEMAND <<
>> Clerk at Clay’s Potions and Solutions <<

He shakes your hand. “Good to meet you, Mister Kanenas. And books actually, I was looking for something for Galena. She’s still bedridden after giving birth.”

“Oh right!” says Miss Eckhardt. “You have a little baby girl. Well- we can-“

You immediately slide in front of her. “We have lots of books here, what are you looking for?”

“Well, I got only about a hundred silver,” he says. “Don’t suppose you got any adventurer fiction?” Miss Eckhardt shrugs.

> Let’s see if we have anything worth a hundred.
> Nah, too low.
> Write in

>>35692620
>> Let’s see if we have anything worth a hundred.

>>35692620
Cut him a deal. Give him one of the less valuable books for 75 silver.

>>35692620
> Let’s see if we have anything worth a hundred.

>>35692620
Let’s see if we have anything worth a hundred.

>>35692620
> Let’s see if we have anything worth a hundred.

>>35692620
>> Let’s see if we have anything worth a hundred
might as well check?

>>35692620
>Let’s see if we have anything worth a hundred.

Since he's a friend of Ms. Eckhardt, he'll probably be willing to pay a bit more than usual for a friend.

>>35692620
> Let’s see if we have anything worth a hundred.

>>35692620
> Let’s see if we have anything worth a hundred.

Just cause the dragon liked to collect books dosent mean he skimped on the more common ones.

Our associates inability to determin value gives us a good chance to have a stock of them.

Be sure to check behind the counter for that one book we used to read when things got slow but we've read it 500 times now and can recite it in our sleep.

>>35692620
>> Let’s see if we have anything worth a hundred.

>>35692879
Wrong thread?

> Let’s see if we have anything worth a hundred.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eNigFpaBBf8

You hop over the counter again. “Let’s see.” You start rifling through books. No, too valuable, too old, too long, Toulouse Teller. Hm. The Bold and the Righteous by Jericho Jerrick. Third edition, printed in standard tense and in Modern Standard! “How about the Bold and the Righteous, should be about a hundred.”

Norman takes the book from you and starts flipping through. He whistles a bit. “Pretty old, how do you figure that price?”

“Well, the Third Edition is a pretty recent copy run, about five years ago they reprinted it after rediscovery.” You shrug. “At least it’s not in literary tense.”

He chuckles. “Don’t you hate it when they make us study Old Standard, and we have to learn the complicated and utterly useless rule to us that is literary tense?”

You shake your head. “What were the old masters thinking?” You both chuckle at that as Norman pulls out a sack of silver.

“Right, hundred silver there,” he says. “Miss Eckhardt.” She smiles at Norman. “You’re free to visit around the Shop if you’d like. Galena’s holed up in there with the child.” He nods to you, smiling. “And to you, Mister Kanenas, good doing business with you.” He stuffs the book in his bag and waves at you as he exits away.

Miss Eckhardt smiles, a twinge of pink to her cheeks. “He’s a nice boy.”

“I figured,” you say.

> “Now get up there and start shouting, we need customers.”
> “You’re not a foreigner then?”
> Write in

>>35692963
> “Now get up there and start shouting, we need customers.”

>>35692963
> Write in
Continue Herald, talk after work.

>>35692963
> "Now get up theere and start shouting, we need customers."
Shout along with her.

>>35692963
> “You’re not a foreigner then?”

>>35692963
>>35692994
seconded

>>35692963
These>>35692993
>>35692994

>>35692963
>“Now get up there and start shouting, we need customers.”
> “You’re not a foreigner then?”

Multitasking!

>>35692994
>>35692963
Seconded

>>35692994
sounds good.
Just give her advice, before hand.

>>35692963
> “Now get up there and start shouting, we need customers.”

>>35692963
>> “Now get up there and start shouting, we need customers.”
Heralding 2: A Herald too far

>>35692963
Seconding >>35692994
How much money have we made so far today? What the price of rent for a room in an inn?
When does the knights shift finish?

>>35693057
50 silver.
20 silver per night.

I do think we would be better off looking into the room/place sharing of the guards sister.

>>35693074
but, idk.. we may be charging the adventurer the money we lost first then the 50/50.

>>35693074
We didn't charge her for the 150 she lost us? Shit.
Guards sister might be good, but it does depend on her personality.

Still extremely curious as to why she thought we would just take 50 silver.

>>35693157
She's probably just an airhead.

>>35693160
Possibly. But there was a because ".." and then we shut her up.

>>35693157
Because she's an adventure, and adventures are canon terribad at understanding the value of things.

It's what our entire business is based off.

>>35693198
Would be nice to either see if she can continue and stop by every now and then, and we buy her goods cheap. Or if she wants a 50/50 split could work out for a while till we find other sources to procure items other than trash bins.

>>35693231
>buy her goods
If we have to do that it won't be a 50/50 split. Don't encourage her to do this.

>>35693157

She probably wasn't exposed to a lot of business stuff before she became an adventurer. She was a librarian before she went adventuring, right?

> “Now get up there and start shouting, we need customers.”

“Come on and start shouting, we need customers and just the faintest hint of a woman liking something will bring the lonely boys in!”

She stands up, her eyes narrowed at you. “Hmph. Pervert.” She raises her arms. “Books, ancient lores and tomes from the Old World here! Get them while they’re still solid!”

You yell as yell, “Books! Come on! We got books here, from the ancient world and all! Oi, you, traveler, we got a book here that’s got yer name on it! Come on, come buy it!”

-

-

Your stomach growls again. It’s been a few hours and you only sold one book. A book of music by the King’s personal composer worth three hundred silver. That’s basically two-hundred silver to you now, the perfect price for buying a Sleeping Permit. Excellent.

But Elves be damned, you’re hungry. You did have a big breakfast today but it’s already gone. Miss Eckhardt snacks on some grapes, popping them into her mouth one by one. She drops a bit of bread as well for Rusky, who happily wags his tail and sits next to her.

Hmph, traitor.

> You got money, might as well go get dinner.
> You need to stay and make money damn it
> Go see Mister Bureaugard about the Permit
> Write in

>>35693267
> You need to stay and make money damn it
> Go see Mister Bureaugard about the Permit

>>35693267
> Go see Mister Bureaugard about the Permit
and then go
> You need to stay and make money damn it

>>35693231
we are already doing a 50/50 with her do not give her ideas we are her seller

>>35693267
>> You need to stay and make money damn it
>> Go see Mister Bureaugard about the Permit

>>35693293
>>35693267
seconded

>>35693267
> You got money, might as well go get dinner.
> Go see Mister Bureaugard about the Permit

>>35693267
> Go see Mister Bureaugard about the Permit
> You got money, might as well go get a snack from a nearby street vendor.

>>35693260
>>35693307
Meant in the future if/when she goes back to adventuring.

> You need to stay and make money damn it
then
> Go see Mister Bureaugard about the Permit

>>35693422
you need to reread stuff she is gonna get shit while adventuring and bring it back then we sell it and split the profits that was are deal

>>35693267
> Write in: Send the girl for food (and maybe have her try bring back Bureaugard with her)

We have an assistant now, who isn't qualified to watch the shop, but should still be put to work.

what time does mister bureaugard go home?

>>35693267
I change my vote from here>>35693342 to what this man says here >>35693460

>>35691566
>>35691810

>>35693459
I didn't see where it said anything about the future. I guess it could be implied. Just didn't see anything about her coming back once she leaves/if she is leaving.
But Sounds great to me with our 50/50 deal. We now have a source of goods every so often that's all profit.

>>35693460
I like this option. Would be nice if this is possible.

I wouldn't mind buying food for the both of us. from the 150 of the money we lost cause of her.

>>35693267
>>35693460
Backing

> You need to stay and make money damn it
> Go see Mister Bureaugard about the Permit

You slam your fist onto the counter. Miss Eckhardt yelps a bit surprise. “Something wrong?” she asks.

You sigh, shaking your head. “Nope, nope. I just gotta go see Mister Bureaugard.” You pick up around two-hundred silver, pretty much your entire share and then some and drop it all into a sack. “Hold down the fort, if anyone wants to buy something, don’t haggle.” You stand up and walk away from the stall.

Ugh, you’re leaving your stall in the care of someone who can barely business their way out of a boot. You walk through the somewhat thin crowds up to Mister Bureaugard’s office, a little shack in the midst of the Square with a tower for the guard. You knock on the door. “Mister Bureaugard, are you in?”

“Come in.” You open the door to see the old fat man behind his desk. He looks up at you, rubbing his balding head. “Oh, Kasimir.” You look over to see Stiina as well, standing next to his desk. “What can I do for you?”

>> BURWELL BUREAUGARD <<
>> Market Square Administrator <<

“I need a Sleep-In permit,” you say. You drop the sack of silver on his desk.

He smiles, opening it up and checking inside. “Hm… alright. Everything’s in order. Let me write it up for you real quickly. Now, remember, Sleep-In is for a maximum of two people, if you want more, you need to buy another one.” He starts prepping the permit for you, dipping the tip of a quill into ink.

Stiina smiles at you. “You managed to raise the money?”

> Sure.
> Had some help.
> Write in

>>35693621
> Had some help.

>>35693621
> Sure.
It was not help. In fact we helped her.

>>35693621
"An investor came with stock"

>>35693621
> Sure.

>>35693621
>> Had some help.

>>35693621
>> Sure.

>>35693621
Just to be clear where do pets count in this permit? Iirc the girl needs a place to sleep as well and we have the dog.

>>35693621
Actually I like this >>35693680. I'll change my vote from >>35693666 to him.

>>35693621
>> Sure.
don't know what kind of relationship we have with this guy..
So less people know the better.

BTW, soon as we make money, we need to look into making our store more "hospitable"
We can charge her 10 silver to stay at the store with us, since it's 20 silver at the tavern.

>>35693621

Big fan of this >>35693680

>>35693621
> Sure.
Just get back to the stall!

>>35693782
this is the chick we fucked while drunk

>>35693621
> Sure.

>>35693840
pfft completely forgot..
> Had some help.
tell her all about it.

>>35693840
no, he was talking about BURWELL BUREAUGARD!!!!!!!

>>35693782
Yes, charging book girl 10 silver a night is a good idea.

>>35693889
look
>>35693885

>>35693917
what can I say, the page didn't refresh in time and he wrote this guy not this girl. Easy enough of a mistake to make, right?

>>35693621
> Sure.

> Sure.

You nod, smiling. “An investor came by with some stock to sell. Managed to raise the money for the permit and then some.” You snap your finger. “Like I said, I don’t need charity to take advantage of, I can work this out myself.” Mister Bureaugard slides the permit over to you to sign. You take the quill from him and sign off your name. Then you reach into your pocket and pull out your personal seal, then stamp it next to your signature. You snap the paper taut.

Looks like you won’t be sleeping in the cold tonight!

“Good stuff, Kasimir,” says Mister Bureaugard. “You keep that up and you might just end up in the palace itself.” He laughs, shaking his head as he returns to his reading and writing duties. “Haha! Stiina, Kasimir.” You both nod, turning to leave.

Stiina walks with you back to your stall. “So, who’s the investor?”

“Adventurer, tried to buy my stall, ended up working a deal to sell the stock instead with a fifty-fifty split between the both of us,” you explain. “Should be a healthy relationship I reckon.”

“Neat! So…” She trails off as you approach your stall, then sees who your investor really. “Is your investor really that cute?” You cross your arms, glaring at her slightly. Miss Eckhardt indeed is looking around, occasionally shouting for customers here and there. She looks over to you both, then waves happily, grapes in her cheeks.

“I don’t know what you’re implying,” you say, fully aware of what she’s implying.

She nudges you with her elbow. “Come on, Kasimir. I figured someone as old as you would be a real dog.”

> “There is nothing sexual about our relationship.”
> “Oh shut up.”
> “Stop implying things.”
> Write in

>>35694057
"I might be a dog, but I'm house trained at least."

>>35694057
> "Once bitten twice shy?"

>>35694057
>> “Stop implying things.”

>>35694057
> “I could be her father!"
How old are we again?

>>35694057
>>35694057
> “Stop implying things.”

>>35694057
>"A dog has his bitches."

>>35694131
Not that old/

>>35694057
"You're the only one for me." or something equally sappy

>>35694057
> “Stop implying things.”

>>35694131
30 I belive, since he said he was 7 years senior to Stiina

>>35694057
"I choose my partners with discretion and care"

>>35694057
> “Stop implying things.”

"I don't even look twice at women who can't break my arm in three places without a sweat."

>>35694057
>> “Stop implying things.”

>>35694057
> “Stop implying things.”
I'm not nearly drunk enough for this.

The Sleeping Permit is for two, and Eckhardt doesn't have a place to stay? We should charge her a hundred silver to sleep with us in the stall.

...

> Poor Trader Satyr Quest GO!

> “Stop implying things.”

You roll your eyes. “Stop implying things, Stiina.” You and her walk back up to the stall. Jeez, can’t you go one day without accidentally stealing a girl’s virginity? Goodness! “Miss Eckhardt.” You hop over the counter, looking down on her. “We sell anything?”

“Nah,” she says. She holds out a strudel to you though. “Oh yeah, here’s some strudel I bought from that baker. Since you didn’t have any lunch, or any kind of dinner, you must be hungrier than the King after his long march.”

You take the strudel. “Um, thanks.”

Stiina smirks at Miss Eckhardt. “Forget it, kid. Kasimir here has too much pride to accept free food.”

Miss Eckhardt looks up at you. “Really?”

Stiina looks back at you, her eyebrows hopping up and down as she smirks smugly at you.

Damn it.

> Eat the Strudel
> “I don’t need this.”
> “I’ll eat it later.”
> Write in

>>35694330
> Eat the Strudel
Engorge yourself.

>>35694330
>> Eat the Strudel

>>35694330
> “I don’t need this.”

>>35694330
> Eat the Strudel
Make her jealous

>>35694330
>> Eat the Strudel
make a smug face and overloud eating sounds

>>35694330
> Eat the Strudel
I'll pay you back for this, Thanks. Then tell Stiina it isn't free if you pay someone back for it, just a loan.

>>35694330
>> Eat the Strudel
"You two are going to be the death of me."

>>35694330
"Yeah, yeah, have your victory/"

>Eat the Strudel

>>35694330
>Eat the Strudel

He's going out of business soon to pursue other interests, isn't he? This may be the last few times we get to eat one of these. Eat it properly and don't wolf it down.

>>35694374
> Hand her some silver
> Eat the Strudel

It's not free if I'm paying for it.

I'm resolutely against NTR'ing Stiina. First girl is best girl.

>>35694330

> Eat the Strudel

>>35694330
>> Write in
"I dont usually but its already been bought and paid for. Bit of a shame to let it go to waste."

Share the strudel with them and rusky.

>>35694330
> Eat the Strudel

> Eat the Strudel

You sigh, taking a bite out of the strudel. Hm, very sweet, it’s definitely a signature of Mister Bradley Baker. You nod to Miss Eckhardt, and look to see a very smug Stiina smiling right up in your face. “Stop that.”

“No.” She giggles. “Hehe, you’re such a child, Kasimir.”

“If I’m a child, then that makes you a child molester, and I won’t be lectured by a pervert,” you say. Stiina shrugs, still giggling at the thought. Miss Eckhardt looks at you, confusedly. “And what are you looking at? Ain’t you ever seen a man eat strudel before?”

“I won’t say.” Miss Eckhardt goes back to looking around the market, with Rusky resting his head in her lap. Aw come on, Rusky, show some love.

“Anyway,” says Stiina. “I’ll leave you two alone for now.” Stiina waves her fingers at you as she leaves. You take a good look at her rear as she leaves, firm, not big but firm. Now you’re starting to remember that last night. Oh yes…

Miss Eckhardt looks at you. “So… child molester huh?” You quirk your brow. “Just saying, you must get around a lot.”

> You don’t get to 30 without breaking a few girls in.
> Yes, and?
> Write in

>>35694330
I'll second this>>35694378

>>35694574
> Write in
Work!!!

>>35694574
> Yes, and?

>>35694574
>Write in
Maybe, and THAT is all about my privet life.

>>35694574
You'd be amazed what happens when you win a drinking contest. Now back to work!

>>35694574
>> Write in
One woman is hardly a lot.

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>>35694574

>Write in: "I can sell anything, including myself. Erm, not that way."

>>35694574
>> Yes, and?

>>35694574
>Write in

Speaking of merchandise, we should really get to selling more stock.

>>35694574
>> Yes, and?

>>35694652
We, er, were pretty confident in ourselves and mention a LOT of people in our internal monologue at the beginning of the thread.

>>35694574
> Yes, and?

>>35694574
>[X] Hmm, does it seem that way?
I honestly want to know what her impression of us is.

>>35694722
This

>>35694574

seconding >>35694722

> Yes, and?

“Yes, and?”

She shrugs. “I mean, I just wonder how an old man like you gets a woman like that.”

You sigh. “We’re not together if that’s what you think. I had a drunken one night stand with her, that was that.” You take another bite of your strudel. “Anyway, not the best sex I had, wait until you’re old and you’re alone in a stall with a very frustrated noblewoman who hasn’t seen a man in weeks.” You exhale sharply. Now THAT was something. If she had gotten pregnant from that, she would’ve birthed the King’s successor.

Miss Eckhardt nods, pursing her lips. “I really don’t know what to make of you, Mister Kanenas.”

“Well, people are like strudel.” You hold out the half-eaten strudel to her. She recoils a bit in disgust. “Layers.”

“Yeah, I don’t need to see your strudel to understand that,” she says.

“Anyway, back to selling stuff.” You stuff the rest into your mouth and let the pastry just start melting in your teeth and around your tongue. You motion for Eckhardt to stand and shout. She rubs her hands together, then raises her hand again.

“Come on people, we have ancient books, all original works from the Old World itself! Get them right here! Come on, folks!”

[1/2]

>>35694919
[2/2]

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You count up the silver. You spent two-hundred silver today. You got one hundred, two-hundred, and another two-hundred from a book you sold to a traveling scholar. In total, five hundred silver pieces. Two-hundred fifty go to you, and two-hundred fifty go to Miss Eckhardt. She smiles, holding the sack of money. “Also, the money you owe me.” Her smile drops, then she starts the draining the sack. You count up an additional one-hundred and twenty silver pieces from her, leaving her with one-hundred and thirty of her own. “Excellent,” you say.

“Right,” says Miss Eckhardt. “I think we did good today.”

“Nah, was a slow day today,” you say. “It usually starts slowing down during winter when people start going into their homes for the winter. Anyway, good show out there, Miss Eckhardt.” You offer your hand, which she shakes eagerly. “Hope you learned something about trading today.”

“I did, a little bit, might need a bit more lessons in it,” she says. She tilts her head. “So, you’re going to sleep here?”

You nod. “Wouldn’t have bought the permit if I wasn’t. Why do you ask-“ Oh, no. She’s going to ask to sleep with you. Isn’t she?”

She smiles shyly. “Do you mind if I spend a night or two with you? Just until I get my own place! I mean- I… I’d like to stay in Imperial City for a bit. I could ask Niemand for a place to stay but I uh, I wouldn’t want to impose.”

> Sure.
> No, go find your own place.
> Write in

>>35694932
> Sure.
AW YES, TIME FOR CUDDLES

>>35694932
>> Sure.

>>35694932
> Sure.

>>35694932
> Sure.
Just don't get fresh with me.

>>35694932
> Sure.

>>35694932
>> Sure.

>>35694932
>Write in

Actually, Stiina has a sister looking for a roomate. Might be better for your sanity than sharing a stall with a strudel.