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"Booooring"
Was the only thing she could whisper as she walked through the stands, appreciating what they had to offer. Old rusting swords hanged from walls, beaten shields and other metal paraphernalia accompanied them. There wasn't much in there that caught her attention, and what did she couldn't actually use. Aside from a really old china tea set that is...
"Something pretty then." a smirk was drawn across her face as she read the handsome sign before her. Jewelry. Fatina knew she should not be wasting her money on such trifle things as accessories when what she needed the most was a weapon. Having lost most of the pages in her Duraga Fatina had been left almost defenseless.
She wasn't strong enough to carry a sword around, not like she would ever know how to use one if she where to acquire it. Spears where bothersome. And there is no way she could ever learn to aim a bow properly. Fatina exploded in mirth as she entered the jewelry shop, the picture of her trying to poke a dragon with a spear was all together funny.
She wasn't going on a dragon hunt anyways, she just needed something light to use before she built up the book with a decent amount of spells to use.
"Jewels or a weapon?" She considered, "Why not improvise?"
After browsing through the wide selection of rings and charms glistening in all sorts of colors she approached the front desk to make her request.
AdventWings
08-26-08, 12:36 AM
The wandering mage was met with a strange creature decorated in pendants, necklaces and metal bangles ringing noisily against each other. Flax-colored fur covered her face and arms with stripes of natural black adorning her face in an almost beautiful way. Flicking her ears attentively at the arriving customer, the feline merchantess approached her work counter to address the long-eared elf.
"Hello, miss. Welcome to the Aquamarine. How may I help you?"
"So this is what you call your place?" Fatina barked, "Aquamarines are so gnarly, ever considered something more lively like Garnet, or Ruby? your choice."
Fatina bent over slightly to allow her elbows to rest in the counter, indicating the woman to come closer as she would whisper something. "I need you to make me a locket ring. You know, one of those you open up and hold little stuff in safe, like say... poison powder."
She halted for a second to think on how to phrase her next request.
"Now onto bigger things... You see I didn't here for the usual cheap charms like what you're wearing like a Christmas tree. I am looking for sort of a weapon... with what I've seen around here I am confident you're skilled enough to make me an iron claw to fit this finger." Fatina extended her left hand to the jeweler, "Just make it sharp enough so I can cut crap with it, yet, you know, keeping it pretty."
She took a deep breath as she clenched to her pocket, "Now, how much will this cost me, Hon?"
AdventWings
08-31-08, 10:07 PM
Kisha tilted her head with a sharp grin on her face as she sized up the customer. The arrogance in her words were prominent, though one could not help but chuckle in disdain as there was nothing that could ever slap the condescending tones from an elf. No, the jeweller thought as she mulled over the proper ring designs in her head, the only proper way to teach an elf any humility was public incarceration. The feline merchant was not that cruel.
"Well, I don't believe that would be too hard to work with." Kisha nodded with a smile, also taking note in the locket ring she spoke of earlier. "In total, that would cost one hundred and fifty gold pieces. I guarantee my wares with my name. And if that is fine with you, I will have the wares ready within two days."
Fatina sighed as she heard the price.
It was not the fact that it was expensive, but the fact that she was running around without actually gaining any money since her career was put on hold. Still, that wasn't going to stop her from bitching about it.
"I am tiered of you merchants running off your prices as if everyone where fucking rich," Fatina tossed a small pouch with fifty coins of gold into the counter as she made her way to the door,"there's your down payment, now, do have it ready in two days because I'll be back then, and who knows if I'll have my bitch on."
Fatina got out of there as soon as her request had been taken, after all she had more shopping to do.
~o~
The small bell above the door chimed as she entered the Aquamarine for the second time. It was early in the morning, early for her at least, locals had just opened for bussniness, and merchants unlucky enough to not have a place of their own, where setting their stands outside for the day.
"Too fucking tiered..." She whispered to herself, as she placed her shoulder on the door frame, resting her bury eyes for a second as she tried to avoid the though that she probably had some horrible eye bags mucking her countenance. She tried to remember why she had specifically come to this place, but she figured that it must have been something she very much needed or she wouldn't have bothered leaving the pub.
Fatina did not -or probably could not- see anyone behind the front desk, but with a half-assed smile she sang, "Honey, I'm home."
AdventWings
09-22-08, 04:40 AM
"Sorry, hon. Your husband hasn't showed up here yet."
Kisha jokingly responded as she appeared from the back of the store, polishing an azure gemstone the size of a grown man's thumb. Setting the precious stone onto a crimson velvet, she tucked it into one of her many hidden pockets within her sleeves and reached into another, producing the custom-crafted claw of iron decorated and sharpened with skills matching only those of the Raiaeran's own smiths. She had been taught the tricks of the trade from a Raiaeran expat doing business within Radasanth, after all. There was nothing less she could ever achieve with such a name she must uphold.
"Here you are, miss. The iron claw you have ordered. Also..."
Kisha placed the claw upon a dark purple velvet before producing the locket ring from within another hidden compartment within her sleeves. It was plainly shaped like a diamond ring, even with a lustrous silvery shine that mimicked the natural luster of an actual gem.
"Here is also your other order. A simple touch on the gem's face should do what you intend..."
The merchant hoped that speaking in cryptic verses was enough to satisfy this hard-to-please customer's needs. If not, perhaps the feline jeweller would have to spend a few days thinking of ways to teach the pointy-eared lady what "humility" was.
Her expression rose into a sneer as she proved her assumption wrong. She could almost swear she had an appointment with some stranger at the bar with whom she'd agreed to screw. To her disappointment the alcohol had erased when, where, how and whom from her memory.
Lame
Fatina grunted as she made her way to the front desk with a wobble, trying not to trip over hew own feet as her eyes struggled to focus on the figure before her. The night she had had, woo, yes, indeed fun, but she wasn't going to try something like that crazy shit again.
"Ah yess..." Fatina commenced as she placed her hands on the claw and began to finger it, "the thingy I ordered... the... claw finger glove thing." Fatina paused her inspection for a second and stared right into the feline's eyes for what felt like hours, but was really about twenty seconds. Her lips laid taciturn as if she where about to speak and throw some sarcastic remark she so loved to administrate. Something was brewing in her gut alright.
Putting a palm over her mouth she avoided her insides from pouring all over the place. In a burst of will power she swallowed the mix of adulterated alcohol and stale bar snacks for a second time, throwing the merchant a glance, hoping she had misunderstood the intrusion by something less vulgar. A burp.
She cleared her throat quickly, and placed her hand on the edge, leaning her body against it and forcing her figure into a suggestive position. "So, yeah." She paused for a second to eye the feline's expression, and after taking the finely made artifact she resumed, "Hon, this ain't no good, it's broken."
Fatina hit the claw with her plasma needle in an invisible and inaudible zap, loosening one of the bolts, forcing the complete structure of carefully-placed plates apart. Before the jeweler had a chance to object She took the ring and pushed the gem in, opening the locket with a pop.
"I don't know how you decide on what kind of gems to use on your charms, and I know you like selling fake gems for craploads of cash, but you are giving me something real, and not cheap like everything else in here. For god's sake, at least give me a crimson 'gem'. "
How could this woman allow Fatina to carry anything of value in her state? She was pretty sure more than her wallet was missing, she would fear the Duraga was if she had not been wise enough to leave it behind in the hotel room last night. Then again... her room key was probably missing. She would later discover it was, but for now the fear alone was enough motivation to storm out of there as soon as possible. She had already faked her bitch and figure out excuses to stall the delivery of her handsome charms from the merchant. She wasn't going to risk these too.
"Now, woman!" She exclaimed quickly after, "Have them fixed... soon. I'll come back later to see how you're doing and to see how much more your 'accidents' will cost me."
Jewelers, worse than mechanics. Fatina thought to herself as she admired the odyssey before her, reaching the damn door.
AdventWings
10-29-08, 11:01 AM
Kisha felt like a vein popped in her head when she saw the claw disintegrate, but the only visible sign was a slight twitch in her right eye. She did not completely know what just happened to her carefully-crafted jewelry, but seeing it easily dismantled left a bitter taste in her mouth.
Th- That wench...
It was almost enough to make the magic-trained jeweller let out her own brand of magic and kick this pointy-eared lass out of her shop, even without receiving her payment. But the feline knew better than to lower herself to the ingrateful customer's level. She was better than that.
"...Ah, ha. Fine by me, miss." Kisha replied after the departing elf. "But the gems will cost extra... And as for genuine ruby..."
A sinister smile spread across the catwoman's face, only made more disarming by the odd aura emanating from her form.
"...It would cost you at least a hundred gold pieces for half a carat of ruby. I... Think I can find some under fifty gold pieces, but that will undoubtly be less than five millimeters across. I'm making no promises, so you'll just have to see for yourself."
The feline jeweller was not sure if her customer heard the proposal, but either way it was her tiny sadistic way of nipping at the elf's bloated ego.
"Ha! wouldn't you like that?" The sentence escaped her mouth almost as fast as she had turned around to face the jeweler after hearing the ridiculous price. "I think I ain't the only one high on drinks here. I know anything you can come up with will be cheap glass, there is nothing in this store worth two graces other than your skill; If you guarantee your wares with your name, well, it shouldn't be more than half one."
She pursued, opening her arms above her head, "Maybe in Catland you have the ridiculous notion that a 'real' semi-precious stone is worth more than a quarter pound of gold."
A vicious smile of her own stained her face, attempting to outgrow any trace of sass the catwoman had dared to show. "It must be a good business: selling glass at those prices. I can achemize a rubi off a rat, you should try it if you have the skill and lack the appetite of eating them devouring them raw. I am not a jeweler, never bothered learning such a useless skill, the only thing I need you for is to mount it on a ring, I guess I could waste the money on the glass and give you the satisfaction of fooling me. If finding a rat weren't so hard I'd bring you the stone. Where do you keep them eh? I bet ya have a stash of them back there."
Fatina waved away with an air of indifference. Her impulse to return every single trace of smile was getting her fed up. It was an obligation, a moral code, she was in a hurry however, her top priority was to make sure her room hadn't been hacked into. Her goal now was to stuff as many insults as possible and leave.
"Give me whatever your freakin' Highness wants but I ain't paying you that, Nutcase. Do your job and get that crappy claw fixed. That way I wont have to see your fat ass again, and you my pretty one."
Just as she had delivered her last line she began walking towards the door as she turned froward. She ran into a metal display case holding many beautifully crafted rings and earrings placed there to attract possible buyers. Her drunken body struggled to hold it up avoiding it from toppling over, brushing many of the little charms off and into the carpet floor. She opened her palms twice as she made sure the display was now sturdy set and it was only her eyes that made it spin.
As she walked out of there, half embarrassed, half pissed as hell one murmured sentenced could be heard from inside the pretty shop.
"Who the fuck keeps a display in front of a door anyway?"
Viola Conda
11-26-08, 02:07 AM
Unable to contain herself any longer, Viola stood up and walked into the main area where the loudmouth was. Her associate looked very upset, and the woman nearly knocked all the precious jewelry over.
"The door, my deluded friend, is a little to your right. Don't worry, third times a charm I hear." Viola said full of sass. "I'm going to have to agree with the prices quoted by my associate over here. 100 gold pieces is very generous for a ruby and you'd be ignorant to squander such an opportunity. The fact she actually, despite all your ridiculous insults, even offered to find you something cheaper amazes me. So, the Ruby is in your hands at this point, what's it going to be, the big one for 100, or us trying to find you one for 50?" Viola tapped her foot and waited three seconds before she added in her most sarcastic tone, "I'm waaaitng."
((Stepping in as of this point))
Who the fucking hell?
"You can stuff that goddamn ruby up your ass for all I care," Fatina said, now furious her attempt to storm off after such embarrassment had been thwarted, "I won't pay more for freaking glass than I have to. As if you'd have any real stones in this crap hole. What will you do next? sell me the whole goddamn set of the crown jewels? Fifty, and that's all you're getting off me for that piece of shit."
Fatina eyed the dark-haired intruder angrily one last time. "You better learn not to get into other people's damn business," Fatina nodded toward the jeweler and added, "Tell that bit-catwoman she better have my claw fixed and tidy when I come back."
With this said, she left the place and ran as fast as her intoxicated body would allow her. Off to the hotel!
Viola Conda
11-28-08, 07:47 PM
Viola waited a few moments before she turned to her fellow associate, and when she was positive that the elf left she spoke up loudly, "What a fucking bitch! She wants to complain about the quality of our Gems when she's intoxicated she can just go die in a fire." She sighed heavily as she looked at the Claws.
"I don't really see the problem she has with them other than the fact she's just complaining. Chances are she has no clue how to use em anyway. I'll send them to the smithy to look at." Viola scooped up the weapon and walked down to the smithy figuring the numbers in the head to charge for the service.
What a fucking bitch... Viola thought hatefully. "Hey, smithy, can you replace this stupid gem with one of the red garbage cubic zirconium ones we use for kids?" She said smiling darkly.
Viola Conda
04-14-09, 12:29 PM
(I'm closing this thread and moving it. If you wish to finish the transaction just send me a PM and we'll get this back on track!))
She'd done it this time. Even though Fatina had promised herself not to have another all-nighter, the last one had been too fun to pass on a second one. However, that time It hadn't been all that fun. She had pissed of some guys from the bar. That would be putting it lightly, what happened the night before was nothing short of a riot. Lesson learned, sailors don't take it very well when you make fun of their mothers.
Thankfully the morning before she'd found her Duraga intact.She had it with her, alongside everything else she was carrying around; she was already almost out of the town when she remembered an order she had placed months ago on a jewelery shop down at the cities bazaar.
Shit
With bags and all she turned around and with the same stealth of a fat person she moved through dark streets and alleys, hoping no one would recognize her. What she wanted most was getting out of town as soon as possible, she'd even skipped on the inn's bill, but she was not going to leave without her jewels.
Fatina had been sitting in front of the door for quite some time. It was still early enough that the streets would disappear beneath a hazy blue. The store wasn't open yet, no one was. "Where the fuck is that cat-woman?"
She stood up from the cold cobblestones; they where freezing her butt. Slowly she leaved toward the door window, placing both hands on each side of her eyes she peered inside. She could see the outline of many glistening trinkets. Aside from that though, darkness.
-Knock, knock, knock-.
Taskmienster
10-06-10, 10:50 PM
"Hello?" The shopkeeper walked out to meet the woman who rapped softly on her counter. "How can I help... I think I've seen you before. You were in here a while back, right? The old owner is out, but what can I help you with?"
After knocking the door had opened with a slow creak, slowly she found her way to the counter through the darkness, seemingly alone. Before Fatina had the chance to realize any opportunistic thoughts, a woman came forth.
"Shhhh-shut it!" Fatina slammed her fist on the counter,"Are you mad? No you haven't seen me, haven't seen me at all. I am nobody, nobody who you haven't seen, and Nobody who you haven't seen or heard came to pick up nothing nobody ordered. It was not a metal claw nor a locket ring. The order should not be under nobodies name... but it was never placed a couple of months ago."
Just as she felt the veil slip she grasped onto it and secured it safely again on her head. Hush tush.
Taskmienster
10-06-10, 11:40 PM
The shopkeeper, a mere apprentice watching the store, was taken aback by the woman’s sudden bout of crazy. She wasn’t sure what was wrong, but the customer was certainly unhappy about whatever had occurred previously. “Ma’am?” she said quietly and slowly, “I’m sure you have had a rough day, or string of days… however, I need you to remain calm in order to know exactly what it is that you have come for? It seems that you had something waiting? Perhaps I can find it in the back for you, we have plenty of things waiting to be picked up…”
Somehow the woman's words allowed her to get a grip of the remaining nerves she had left. Suddenly she remembered the Cat Lady and her petulant assistant, this person however, was a complete stranger.
"You have no idea, honey." Fatina paused a second to inspect the woman before her "Wow this woman sure does likes projects; picking people up from the streets to make them work for her, very clever. Yes, I came to pick up a metal claw, and a... stone-less... locket ring."
Taskmienster
10-07-10, 12:53 AM
“Ah,” the elven woman thought when the customer responded more reasonably. She had been told about this customer, a “just in case” measure at best. “The claw and the ruby issue…”
“As I was informed, your request was to be fulfilled for a 50 gold gem? I’ll be right back with that.” The refugee of Raiaera, already on edge from having to leave her lands because of Xem’zund, hoped that the fellow high elf would not be as terrible as her boss had told her about. After a very quick search, attempting to not keep the woman waiting any more than absolutely necessary, she returned with the requested items. “The down payment of 50 gold we have, and will just need the other half of it in order to fulfill this transaction. I hope it meets your standards?”
OOC: lol alright
Fatina was almost surprised on how humbly the elf before her had motioned. Something about her made her seem more docile and restrained than all other others. Her elven facem perhaps? "Ain't you a cute one," Something about this woman's innoncence made fatina just want to rip her a new one...
She stopped, for a moment pondering. It's getting old.
Reaching into her pocket she took out a small pouch, she opened it, quickly counting the amount, "Fifty gold exactly."
With a plop she dropped the pouch onto the counter, taking her new jewelery, safely stashing it away.
Taskmienster
10-07-10, 01:32 AM
Completed. Fatina loses 100 gold, and gains 75 exp. Woo!
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