( what the straight up fuck is joselyn planning on doing with all of this dirt cheap nevarran silk? mind your business. or don't, because you might have seen her hauling it up the central tower from the ferry like some kind of slippery chipmunk, and the crystal broadcast she makes might provide some context— )

If any of our beautiful clothes-horses have been weeping into our cheap beer about the clothiers prices, Nevarran silk is priced absurdly right now— some silk-maker is having an untranslatable tantrum somewhere up there, I'm sure of it.

( she's not naming names, but you know who you are. )

The market's a fucking mess, honestly, but other than that I did think — who is our seneschal? is there an acting one right now? — someone might want to snap up some of the Orlesian dishware that's just been dumped on it. Do we mind novelty duck theming? I've never seen it cost so little. I bought a little tea set.

( the things tony has to deal with suddenly finding in his home. )