A little free enterprise

[gottakeeponejumpahead]

FORM: Sending Crystal
SENDER: Character(s) Adasse Agassi and Haelan
RECIPIENT: The Inquisition proper
WHAT: Adasse and Haelan practice a little Capitalism
WHEN: First week of Harvestmere
WHERE: The Gallows, namely, the corner room that Haelan and Adasse conned their way into.
NOTES: Warnings for a couple of clever kids who like to turn a profit, general sass and irreverence. Adasse is Red Text, Haelan is Blue, and thread-jacking is always welcome

[Crystals ping to life as Adasse clears his throat, mutters, 'All right, let's do this.']

Good afternoon there, Inquisition. It is your two newest scouts, Adasse Agassi and my companion in arms -

In that what we're going with? Companion in arms? Okay, fine. Okay. And his brave companion in arms, Haelan.

Well I am sure they already know you're my best mate, y'whiner. Anyways - we've taken note that some of the merchants have been giving a bit of the cold shoulder - and we thought to ourselves, Haelan and Adasse, you can help with this.

Over the years we have built up a relationship with many of the city's merchants and traders and we are willing to use this to your advantage- we can do your shopping for you! And I'm not a whiner.

For a modest fee, naturally. And yes, you are.

A very fair fee, as we'll drop off your shopping where-ever you like within the city. Don't want to carry your stuff from Hightown back to the Gallows? No problem, we'll do it for you. Can't go through Lowtown until the Carta back off? No problem, we'll go pick up your groceries.

And no, I'm not.

Nothing is too big, or too small, or too hard to get our hands on ... outside of dragons. And dragon bits. That's just - you have to kill a dragon for that and we try to avoid dragons as much as possible. It's a life choice where we decide to live.

Soooooo are.

And haunted stuff. I'm not dealing with haunted stuff. But if you have your dragon bits ordered from someone else, we can go pick those up for you! No problem.

Shut up.

We also do messages, love letters, hate letters, and just general communication outside of the Gallows proper. Inside the Gallows proper we do that for free, as it's sort of our job.

You love me.

If you want us to sing your messages, there is an extra charge. If Adasse does any singing we have to pay for people to see Healers. And yeah, I love you.

Comments

[bad_thief]

So... spirits aren't ghosts? Dead people come back to haunt the living? Like undead but... more floaty?

[theexile]

Not at all. Spirits are beings of another realm. The Land of the Dreams. Lowlanders call it the Fade. They were never mortal and are made only of that which is from their realm.

[bad_thief]

Oh.

Okay.

So they aren't dead people going up to the Maker and getting stuck in the Fade? Because I was... told that once. I think.

[theexile]

They are not. The souls of the living and spirits are not the same. I give my word.

[bad_thief]

Well... alright. But I still don't think the head ripping off stuff is forgivable. I'm attached to my head. Where it is.

[theexile]

It should not be forgiven. That is why the mischievous spirits must be returned to where they belong. They are not meant to live here and they only bring great harm the longer they stay.

[bad_thief]

I agree with that. And they have no right hiding in chests where any decent person would keep money and valuables.

[theexile]

I would agree with that. You two were fortunate.