Session5.5(sand)

12[06:56] <~Damhoof>  --------------------------------------------------Session 5.5------------------------------------------
15[06:58] * GreenBank is now known as SampleText
15[06:59] * Kroama is now known as Chrome_Veneer
12[07:04] <~Damhoof>  Sampletext finds the slaver part of  the market rather easily. There is a podium for presenting slaves so anypony could bid on them, and even a few collared ones running laps and training in a small garden in between sandstone buildings. The budding enchantress finds sees a more intriquately dressed slaver, a puce unicorn mare with red mane, armour, cattleprod, and a black tribal tatoo across her cheek is observing those working out with interest.
08[07:08] * +SampleText remains unobtrusive, trying to blend in with the crowd.
12[07:08] <~Damhoof>  Chrome_Veneer enters the large castleforged walls and finds himself stareing at the blackened yet relatively intact stones of the hagia sophia. An impressive row of melted statues showing him the way forward into an impressive, oval shaped room. One of many purple hooded figures buzzle about the place. Some kneeling in deep prayer to various signs and others working strange scented goods with mortar and pestle or boiling food in a nearby room.
12[07:11] <~Damhoof>  Sampletext finds that most of the crowd have come to deliver slaves, not buy them, and many a budding zebra colt or mare gets delivered to a robust and muscled zebra stallion.
08[07:12] * +Chrome_Veneer pulled the hood of his cloak over his head with a hoof, the white cloak did little to help him blend in, but it felt right. He marveled at the statues, having stopped momentarily to examine one and try to wonder what they looked like in their former shape. Now in the oval shaped room he looked around, trying to avoid having to ask around for the Crone or where he'd need to go if he could help it.
08[07:13] * +SampleText doesn't much care who's getting delivered to whom.  What she's looking for are buyers.  Of slaves, of what have you.  The wheelers and dealers, brokers in... commodities.
12[07:15] <~Damhoof>  The zebra slaver, sporting the same tribal tatoo as the puce unicorn, inspects the prospective slaves with professional ease and barks out prices in his zebra language. Caps exchange hooves and a few slavers round up new prospects to be delivered into one of the larger sandstone buildings. With a neat sign wearing the same mark as every slaver she can see.
08[07:17] * +SampleText meakes a note of that
12[07:20] <~Damhoof>  "I expected the pink haired one to come first. Is your throat dry? Feeling a slight thirst?" One of the hooded worshippers next to a melted, obviously winged statue speak up at Chrome_Veneer. A deep and sultry voice carrying a commanding tune. The worshipper turns to face him with shimmering and golden eyes. "I sense you have come seeking me, and yet it is not me you seek."
08[07:24] * +Chrome_Veneer was surprised, not having expected her to know of his coming~ although based on even what little he knew he shouldn't have been surprised. He hadn't been particularly secretive of his desire to meet with her either. "It is exactly as you say." He spoke, his voice seemed defeated, she had what he needed and he held nothing to try and get it from her. "I suppose you know, by now then, about the condition of the Sea Ponies you were s
12[07:25] <~Damhoof>  "They are not ready." The puce unicorn tells an approaching zebra within earshot of Sampletext. The zebra wrinkles his muzzle. "Not ready?" He asks in a strange accented equestrian. "I have come for the prospective gladiators that we pay your guild for. Whether they are ready or not. We have ways to make them ready in the arena." The red maned unicorn frowns, but nods slowly. "I will fetch the usual quota then." The mare mutters before turning to face the slaves working in the garden. With just a bark in zebra tongue she gathers them for inspection.
08[07:27] * +SampleText listens.  It isn't hard to notice a strangely dressed filly in this market no doubt, and she stops by the garden to watch the mare gather them up.
12[07:29] <~Damhoof>  "I feared the opal lost, yet knew it might return. So I prayed to Fealdran and here you are." The crone laughs lightly, a silver tune, and puts a hoof at Chrome_Veneers shoulder before running it up his throat and leaning in closely. "You carry a heavy burden."
08[07:32] * +Chrome_Veneer avoided looking directly, perhaps fearful she might be a sort that could enchant him from looking directly in his eyes. "I hadn't known what i was getting in to at the time, but would not dare change what was done now." He tapped his hooves a bit impatiently. "What do you intend to do with them?  Both of them?"
12[07:34] <~Damhoof>  The slaves, mostly zebra, are glistening from sweat in the harsh sun. Some with large and bulging muzzle from longtherm buck use and others seem relatively twitchy. Before long the mare has picked the weaker half. "Thats your quota." She mutters with a sly grin and the zebra nods before shouting harshly to his half in zebra tongue.
08[07:35] * +SampleText snorts.
12[07:36] <~Damhoof>  "I want their opals ofcourse." The crone laughs again. "I am wearing my glasses. You can look at my face little one."
08[07:38] * +SampleText thinks, business is business.
08[07:39] * +Chrome_Veneer right now i hold nothing of the sea witch, but when you purchased the other hers was already gone." He stated, appearing more confident that he should be, in his mind her having purchased the Sea Pony knowing full well the opals may not be there meant she had no entitlement over the one within him. "And i want to keep them both as they are." He retorted, "But as of now one of those is beyond my reach."
[07:39] <+Chrome_Veneer> them*
12[07:40] <~Damhoof>  The puce mare watches on as the zebra walks away with his half before barking at the other slaves to continue working out. Not long after the orders have been barked she turns to face SampleText with a smile. "Long time since I saw a free pony. What brings you here to the slave market?"
08[07:41] * +SampleText maintains a studiously neutral expression, but nods politely, "Business, I'm afraid."
12[07:43] <~Damhoof>  "They are both within my grasp." The crone retorts before pointing him to a door. "I do with them as I wish. Fancy yourself a seapony dish?"
12[07:45] <~Damhoof>  "Business?" The puce mare looks to Sampletext with some interest. "Here to buy or sell?"
08[07:46] * +SampleText reaches into her blouse
[07:46] <+SampleText> Slowly
[07:46] <+SampleText> "Sell.  My card."
12[07:47] <~Damhoof>  "I will trade the opal you have for her life." The crone lets go of Chrome_Veneer and heads towards the door. It seemingly opens without her touching it, and she looks back to the unicorn. "Come now be a friend. Help poor Baliciah ascend."
12[07:49] <~Damhoof>  The puce mare looks down at Sampletexts card.
08[07:50] * +SampleText holds out a paper rectangle on her hoof for the mare to see.  The top line remains unaltered 'Sample Text';  the next two ("Sample Business" "Anytown, Equestria") have been crossed out and replaced with "Canal St. Chemists" and "Grand Canal, CN"
08[07:50] * +Chrome_Veneer became immidiately tensed, not because of the threat against him but the mention of turning the seaponies in to food. He didn't like the idea of anypony eating meat, let alone 'pony' meat. In his tension he'd found his horn lit up with a burning desire to pull out his weapon, but he wasn't so stupid. As much as he wanted to, it could only end badly for 'him'. Still obviously tense he continued, "Is there no other path for me to ge
[07:50] <+Chrome_Veneer> -- getting you to allow them their freedom in the sea once more?" He paused, curious about what she stated and where she was headed. Stupid to, but he walked slowely up to her, "What do you mean ascend?"
12[07:52] <~Damhoof>  "Chemist?" The mare blows her red mane away from her eyes, and whistles impressed. "You selling medicine and drugs? What kind? Do you teach?"
[07:53] <+SampleText> "At the moment, I'm merely, testing the waters you could say," Sample replies as she sticks the card back under her clothing, "What kinds are you looking for?"
12[07:55] <~Damhoof>  "We mostly need buck and dash to keep the slaves from keeling over during travel." The mare states bluntly. "Though sex and combat gets all kinds of awesome with a vial of Pure rage."
[07:56] <+SampleText> "Mm, that was my estimate of the situation," Sample nods with equal bluntness, "I'm sure they don't keep well in this heat."
08[07:59] * +SampleText takes a step towards the garden, "I can supply buck and dash, given time to send a message home with an order.  Rage, however, I can provide immediately for sampling purposes."
12[07:59] <~Damhoof>  "Some time ago, we shaman found a way to harness our inner dragons. The first to ascend was the mighty Fealdran." The crone looks to Chrome_Veneer and once again touch his shoulder. "It is the same as with you. Enough of the seapony magic within you and your body will start to change." Her bathed breath rushing across his muzzle. "I want that."
08[08:00] * +Chrome_Veneer looked away once more, trying to avoid getting caught up in her pace though he felt he'd already been the moment she first spoke to him. "And you need to horde the pearls at the expense of their being?"
12[08:01] <~Damhoof>  The mare nods thoughtfully at SampleText. "I`d buy some. I could pay you twenty caps each."
12[08:05] <~Damhoof>  "I do my best to make them feel at home, and the cost for their freedom is always the same. Their opals." The crone moans with fustration at Chrome_Veneer. "I am the most reasonable of my kind. If they were in Roam the shaman there would have split their bodies open after raping and tormenting them to death. My only other alternative is the tomb of Faeldran, and only an insane group of fools would go there to fetch me his crown."
08[08:09] * +Chrome_Veneer didn't even listen to the part of "insane group of fools" for in his desire to keep this bond he felt with the sea, and Britania especially, as well as keeping her sister's being whole he didn't care. "Where is the tomb? Our party has something else planned for now, but if we prepare, in time, i will convince them, and i will deliver the crown to you personally." He jolted his head up, this time looking straight to her without hes
[08:09] <+Chrome_Veneer> --hesitation, causing his hood to fall back and reveal a determined glare.
12[08:11] <~Damhoof>  "Or you could try your luck in the mad dragons city. My ancestor and the other shaman kings of various towns all gathered to smite him down along with his city. Ever since then we`ve all taken a wide berth away from that fetid swamp and blackened city. I have heard rumors that the place is stirring with ghouls and worse things." The crone sighes and tries to kiss chrome_Veneer on the muzzle. "Be reasonable. Do not force your friends to confront such horrors. Give up your orb."
12[08:13] <~Damhoof>  "You could try the black market, or the pleasure guild." The puce mare looks to Sampletext thoughtfully. "They tend to make their own stuff, but might welcome the chance of equestrian connections."
08[08:13] * +Chrome_Veneer steps back, "Given options i will discuss it with them, and if they refuse then i'll go on a path on my own." Sort of suicidal, but part of him wanted to keep the opal even if it meant his own death. But at the same time, he still had to save Britania from his own greed.
12[08:15] <~Damhoof>  "I`ll take you to Britania." The crone mutters to Chrome_Veneer. "You can talk with her."
08[08:17] * +SampleText nods, "They were my next stop, but I'm glad to know you think they would appreciate a visit."
08[08:17] * +Chrome_Veneer was being abnormally foolhardy, so when the crone mentioned of Britania's name it brought him back to reality. "Please!" He said, his determination now replaced with his eagerness to meet with the sea pony again. Now he was worried that she would ask him to give up the opal as well, not that he could ultimately refuse.
[08:17] <+SampleText> "Twenty caps sounds nice, and I assure you you won't regret the purchase.  Now how much Buck and Dash were you interested in?"
08[08:20] * +SampleText reaches into her blouse again
12[08:20] <~Damhoof>  "Everything you got. So long as its priced reasonably. The black guild has most of the crafting potential but charge too much for our tastes. Pleasure guild has less ponies with the knowhow, but they have fair prices." The puce mare giggles. "The slave trade isn`t as profitable as highway robbery or selling your body for sex unfortunately."
12[08:21] <~Damhoof>  "Come then." The crone walks forward and waits a moment for Chrome to catch up before heading down a set of stairs.
08[08:22] * +Chrome_Veneer follows obediently, down the stairs behind the crone. "What of the Sea Witch... have you already taken hers?"
08[08:27] * +SampleText chuckles appreciably, "Neither does being a druggist, with all the amateur competition you see these days."
12[08:30] <~Damhoof>  "You will see." The shaman hints as they walk down the stairs and down into a blackened corridor only lit by a single, green glowing, torch. The crone and Chrome_Veneer pass by a locked iron door. The crone puts her hoof on the lock and with a click it opens to reveal a glowing pool of water with one seapony body soaking within. "I put her in a temporary sleep state and left her here to wait for you. Kiss her and she`ll wake up."
12[08:31] <~Damhoof>  "The seawitch is mine." The crone frowns. "I payed good money for both of them. Her orb is invaluable."
12[08:33] <~Damhoof>  "So i can buy some rage from you?" The puce mare puts out 40 caps to Sampletext. "I would like two from you."
08[08:33] * +SampleText pulls out two injectors and tubes containing a dose of rage from within her skirt.
08[08:33] * +Chrome_Veneer stumbled over his own hooves when she'd said that last bit, managing to regain his composure for only a moment. "Wh.. what do you mean kiss her!" He asked blushing stupidly, he wanted to do something for the sister as well, but as of now it seemed the only thing he could do was to try and protect the bond he held with Britania. At least it didn't seem that the sea witch would be killed, but rather freed after she took the pearl. S
[08:33] <+Chrome_Veneer> --pearl. Stepping closer to the glowing pool of water he stopped to look back to the crone, "Really?"
[08:35] <+SampleText> "Of course you can.  And if you like what you see, there can easily be more on the way.  How does fifteen a unit for Buck sound?" she takes the caps and deposits them... somewhere, "As for Dash, I /could/ offer it at the same price per unit but...."
12[08:35] <~Damhoof>  "Thanks." The mare grabs her two doses and pushes the caps at Sampletext. "I`m gonna have great fun tonight.. but what?"
08[08:38] * +SampleText smiles gently, "Our specialists have been working on an... improvement, to the existing Dash forumla.  It's more expensive, but if you'll pardon my language for this analogy, if regular Dash is like getting a good lay, this is like Celestia herself kneeling down to eat you out."
12[08:39] <~Damhoof>  "Well. You could just shake her awake, but I thought a kiss would be more appropriate.." The crone muses to Chrome_Veneer while cleaning her golden glasses. "As for the orb within you. I`ll free her if you give yours to me, or if you agree to persude the witch to part with hers."
08[08:41] * +Chrome_Veneer reached in to the water but stopped just before touching Britania, "And if she does part with hers, both of them are free?" As free as they can be, knowing she'd lost her opal to a shaman that wanted to ascend to a higher 'state'.
12[08:43] <~Damhoof>  The mare giggles at SampleText. "I know. The pleasure guild has working alternatives to Dash. Now they have their bases around the merchant district and the black guild is opposite us in the alley over there." The mare points a puce hoof to a pair of separated buildings over yonder. "We tend to do bulk purchases from both. if you could somehow get back to us with your chemists then we`d welcome a supply line from Equestria."
12[08:44] <~Damhoof>  "I am a mare of my word." The crone closes the door. Leaving Chrome alone with his seapony.
08[08:44] * +SampleText continues to smile, "Of course!  Given the travel time, it may take a while for a note to reach our main office.  However, I can guaruntee that we can provide at least a hundred doses each of Buck and Dash from our stocks.  Up front."
08[08:45] * +SampleText examines a hoof absently.
12[08:46] <~Damhoof>  "Then send the word, and we`ll solve this once they get here." The mare replies. "So long as the prices are below the black guild we`ll buy them."
08[08:47] * +SampleText shrugs, "They'll still be where I quoted them.  Give me a week and I'll get back to you."
08[08:47] * +Chrome_Veneer sat down staring in to the glowing pool for a moment, taking a deep breath and moved reached his body and neck forward. He felt it wrong to steal a kiss from a sleeping pony however, and nuzzled her a bit in an attempt to wake her. "Britania..." He spoke her name softly. He'd only just learned of sea ponies, only just spoke to this one, and while it may have been borne of her enchanting of him it was more than that now... he would
[08:47] <+Chrome_Veneer> --now... he wouldn't ever go back now.
12[08:48] <~Damhoof>  The seapony groans, and stirrs. Fluttering her eyes awake. "Chrome_Veneer." She sings and puts a sleek hoof to his chin. "My knight has come to save me?"
08[08:52] * +Chrome_Veneer was happy, to see Britania moving once more. Still, he couldn't smile. He couldn't confirm her mention of his presence and her safety being one and the same. "I.. wish that were the case. The shaman that purchased you from the ship, she desires of your pearl for your freedom." He relaxed his muscles and sat down at the edge of the pool, putting one hoof over his stomach.  Now he feigned a smile.
12[09:02] <~Damhoof>  The seapony mare drags her body up to Chrome_Veneer and touch his stomach with sorrow. "The seremony was abrupt and forced. I am sorry." A warmth rises from within Chrome_Veneer as the seapony hoof slides up to his muzzle and the mare gently sings to him with both sorrow and mirth. "I gave it away to you because I was desparate. My sister was too. They want our orbs for their own purposes. Maybe even to invade our cities, but the witch has been gentle with me. I don`t know Chrome_Veneer. All i know is that we sought the power of the orbs when the pollution came. That you are my mate, and that the crone does not deserve our magic."
12[09:03] <~Damhoof>  "Say. How is equestria like?" The puce unicorn asks Sampletext casually, before glacing back at the slaves working out. "I hear its quite shit."
08[09:06] * +Chrome_Veneer bit his lip, she obviously wouldn't agree to the other condition of convincing her sister to give up her own pearl. "There were... alternatives. What she implied as suicidal missions to aquire something for her. But even then that would only be to keep you safe. Your sister..." He sighed, "She wants your sister's pearl for her freedom. If she gets it willingly she'll not only let her go, but you as well without taking the pearl wi
[09:08] <+Chrome_Veneer>  within me now."
08[09:11] * +SampleText shrugs, her eyes following the other mares over sweaty flanks
[09:11] <+SampleText> "Shit's a bit too high."
12[09:14] <~Damhoof>  "My sister left her post to free me." Britania pulls at Chrome_Veneer. "She would know herself if it is right to give away an orb to this bitch or not. Go then Chrome_Veneer. Convince my sister. I long for the sea." The seapony mare sings on as she pulls Chrome_Veneer into a kiss. "I long to be free, and I`ll wait for you."
12[09:16] <~Damhoof>  The mare draws a smile. "The slaver guild is always open for new members. Say if you want to earn some quick caps then we have a few jobs for you."
12[09:18] <~Damhoof>  A few papers detailing work get levitated to Sampletext. "Here. Theres an indebted zebra we want you to check up and bring to us. He has a few connections to The arsenal and the forge families, and ran off into the world to hehe. Start his own mining business."
08[09:19] * +Chrome_Veneer went wide eyed as he found himself being pulled in close for a kiss. Blushly hotly once more, he nodded with a newly found determination, "Of course!" He confirmed, "I will find a way to return both you and your sister to the sea, with my life bound to my word." With that, he walked toward the door, stopping to look back for a moment. "I.. uh... There was antoher knight and she... showed..." He laughed a bit hesitantly, "Nevermind
[09:19] <+Chrome_Veneer> --hesitantly, "Nevermind. Right, on to speak to your sister!" He hurried to the door, (and out?) to tell the crone of his decision to speak to the sister.
08[09:19] * +SampleText cocks an eye, "Really then?  I'll definitely think about it, but I have, uh, acquaintences who might make my finding work outside my current trade... difficult."
12[09:22] <~Damhoof>  Britania waves Chrome_Veneer goodbye and nods to his hesitant laughter. "I sensed her song on you. I don`t mind you taking a landwife."
08[09:24] * +Chrome_Veneer [slight redact] "That's not what i was trying to say!" (before leaving) ~ Chrome exists and searched for the crone to tell her of his decision.
[09:24] <+Chrome_Veneer> exits*
12[09:24] <~Damhoof>  "Just give them our perspective of things." The puce mare smiles. "We offer very good rewards Sampletext. After all the slaver guild is part banking guild too.."
08[09:25] * +SampleText sticks the papers into the same mysterious compartment of her blouse the Rage came from.  Nods, "Oh I definitely understand and appreciate you're generosity."
12[09:26] <~Damhoof>  The crone sits outside and looks to Chrome_Veneer. "Well, well, well. That puts perspective to my plan." She giggles and looks to Chrome_veneer. "You need to find me a believeable pearl knight prospect. A unicorn."
12[09:27] <~Damhoof> (she giggled and rubbed her hooves together <,<)
12[09:30] <~Damhoof>  The crone guides Chrome_Veneer further into her basement. Into a vast room with gleaming gold and rows of books alongside a black prison. "I don`t need the orbs directly. I just need you and another pony to channel their magic."
12[09:33] <~Damhoof>  The crone grins to Chrome_Veneer. "Lets find this seawitch a husband."
08[09:35] * +Chrome_Veneer stopped beside the prison, it took him some time to finally put everything she was saying together~ having gotten lost in confusion for a bit. (5 Int) "So all you need is a second unicorn to become a kinght, and when you're done with us both sea ponies and each of us can go without question?"
12[09:36] <~Damhoof>  "Was there anything you wanted of us?" The puce mare looks to Sampletext expectantly.
12[09:38] <~Damhoof>  "Yes." The crone nods to Chrome_veneers logic. "I can pump the witch so full of lust that she`d hardly be able to resist, but I need it to be a unicorn. Though technically she is already one I just can`t trust her to follow with my plan."
[09:38] <+SampleText> "Hm?  As in, merchandise?"
08[09:41] * +Chrome_Veneer shrugged, there was only one unicorn he could refer, and Lemon was... out of the picture by about a spear's length. "Before you do that." He looked to the prison, "Before you force her to comply, please let me try and speak to her. I would rather her willingly give it up, for her and her sister's safety. Please don't force emotions on to her." Like they forced upon him.
12[09:41] <~Damhoof>  "We sell admirable companion slaves for reasonable prices. We offer reasonable loans to some extent, and we do have a backway into the pleasure guild. After all they are our number one customer. All you need is a tattoo like the one I`m wearing."
08[09:42] * +SampleText follows that briefly, "Wait, the tatto is for what now?"
12[09:44] <~Damhoof>  "Its a small token of our guild that says we value and appreciate their cooperation with our guild." The mare draws a smile. "It gives you a small bit of protection against pickpockets and would be highwaymen, and the pleasure guild will give you discounts on their wares."
12[09:46] <~Damhoof>  The crone muses over Chrome_veneers suggestion. Her glasses hiding most facial expression beyond the pursed lips and thoughtful hoof rubbing her chin. "I`m not sure that is very safe, but okay."
08[09:48] * +Chrome_Veneer nodded, "If there is any precaution you can take, I would just like to respect Britania's sister, but if she refuses then i know it's still to secure each of their freedoms then I won't complain with your plan." Although he was a bit worried about what kind of power she would get from it. "And I'll have to search for an appropriate unicorn to assist."
[09:48] <+SampleText> "I'll think it over," Sample reassures her, "How much are we talking about, roughly, for reasonable companionship?"
12[09:52] <~Damhoof>  "That depends on what sort you are looking for. A decently trained gladiator slave can serve you well, but an obedient gladiator slave can serve even better. The weaker and less skilled ones go for less than 150 caps, but some go up to 800. The medical ones, those we take young, and unicorns are especially expensive."
12[09:55] <~Damhoof>  The mare looks to Sampletext. "I could pick out the best ones for you. We could even sponsor a small squadron of slavers to accompany you through town. Though i wouldn`t worry much. The crone keeps us all in line."
08[10:00] * +SampleText chuckles, "No, no I doubt that will be necessary.  I already have some of my own arrangements.  One-fifty you say..."
[10:03] <+SampleText> "That is quite reasonable, but that will be another thing to discuss next week.  Can I find you here in the market, or do you have a more preferred meeting place?"
12[10:03] <~Damhoof>  The crone takes off her glasses and looks to Chrome_Veneer with some worry. "She is a sea witch you know. Trained in the arts of the sea." The zebra shaman turns to face the cage and touches briefly at the glass. "I am Baliciah of Constantinomare." The water inside the cage bubbles momentarily, and a musical tune trails from it. "Chrome_Veneer? How is my sister?"
12[10:05] <~Damhoof>  "The weaker ones go for rahter low prices. Life is cheap here. If you want a skilled slave to help brew you potions however you`d need to go higher." The mare chuckles back at Sampletext. "You can find me here in the slavers district most of the time. Just ask for Hawk."
08[10:06] * +Chrome_Veneer felt a wave of pressure surge over him. It was like his enthrallment the other day, slightly different. He felt a need to bend to her will, even when she wasn't intentionally causing it. "She is fine, and says she is taken care of well, for now." He shrugged, "But she wants to return to the sea, with you, and to do that this shaman has demands but is willing to release each of you..."
08[10:07] * +Chrome_Veneer he sighed, "She wants you to give your pearl to a unicorn pony, and for me and that pony to channel the pearl magic in to her."
[10:09] <+SampleText> "Excellent," Sample offered a hoof to shake, "No, I can handle most of my operations on my own.... though I must ask exactly how cheap life can be?"
12[10:10] <~Damhoof>  "Find this unicorn then." The sea witch replies in a sullen tone. "I will give my orb to him."
[10:12] <+SampleText> "I may need something capable of errands."
08[10:13] * +Chrome_Veneer couldn't believe it would be so easy, understandable still... "Please, i tell you this because the shaman threatens to force you lust for anypony i bring. At least this way you won't feel so violated," Like he'd been, "And maybe i can find a pony more closely resembling one you yourself might have chosen."
12[10:13] <~Damhoof>  "It is the skills that are valuable. The more skilled you are and the more friends you have the more expensive your life is." Hawk replies. "A good gladiator that wins in the arena here is worth just about the sum of money he wins. You would be worth 800 caps."
12[10:14] <~Damhoof>  The puce mare runs a hoof through her mane and muses over Sampletexts needs. "Tell me the errand and I`ll see if we can`t find something reasonable."
12[10:15] <~Damhoof>  The prison is quiet oncemore and the crone grimaces at Chrome_Veneer. "You really have a way with words.."
08[10:18] * +Chrome_Veneer lets out a defeated sigh. He'd fallen completely in the shaman's pace. He didn't even get a "type" of unicorn the sea witch could need. "Very well, give me some time and i will find a suitable unicorn. My party is busy with missions for now, but i will hold up my part in the deal of their release."
[10:18] <+Chrome_Veneer> [desire* not need]
[10:18] <+SampleText> "Mm, yes.  Perhaps once I've got a larger office I'll look into expanding my staff but now?  All I need is somepony capable of carrying messages and not getting killed."
12[10:19] <~Damhoof>  "Give me the strongest unicorn you can find. Chrome_Veneer" The seawitch echoes in song from her cage.
12[10:20] <~Damhoof>  "What did she sing?" The crone asks Chrome as the tune ends.
08[10:22] * +Chrome_Veneer moves a few steps away from the prison, implying his time here is done. "Simply that she would be most fond if i found the Unicorn with the strongest abilities i can find."
12[10:22] <~Damhoof>  Hawk nods to Sampletext. "I have several that could fit such a description. Would this slave need to know equestrian?"
08[10:23] * +SampleText shrugs, "Comprehending it would be nice."
12[10:27] <~Damhoof>  "I`ll lend you my Aldin then. Trained him myself." The puce mare points to one of the zebra practicing with the other slaves in the garden. Except he`s actually winning against them all. "Unless you want mares. Jasmin is with the pleasure guild learning techniques, and earning caps for our guild. Both know Equestrian and can write it adequately."
12[10:28] <~Damhoof>  The crone looks to Chrome_veneer with some suspicions. "Strong as in magic or physically strong?"
[10:28] <+SampleText> "I see," nods politely, "How much?"
08[10:30] * +Chrome_Veneer shrugged, "Why would a 'Sea Witch' who must be paired with a 'Unicorn' seek anything other than magical prowess?" He seemed oblivious to why she would seek physical strength.
12[10:30] <~Damhoof>  "Just make sure he survives the trip you intend him to take. Provide for him." Hawk smiles at Sampletext. "If he dies you will give me a suitable replacement in return." Her smile suggests that there is a contract for her body to be signed.
08[10:32] * +SampleText tilts her head, mulling over the deal.
12[10:32] <~Damhoof>  "You have a point." The crone nods at Chrome_Veneer. "Good luck with that."
08[10:33] * +Chrome_Veneer nodded, his business with the crone done for now. He would find the unicorn and return at a later date. "Ah.. one question though." He was just honestly curious, "Has anypony ever taken upon themselves more than one pearl?"
12[10:35] <~Damhoof>  The crone nods slowly at Chrome_Veneer. "The mad king did. The results were, maddening, as you might expect."
[10:36] <+SampleText> "Do you have anything more in," Sample pauses, "A pony?"
12[10:36] <~Damhoof>  "You could ask her." The crone shrugs. "If she`d be willing. If you`d be willing."
08[10:39] * +Chrome_Veneer looked confused, to him the entire relationship he'd had with Britania had been very sensual and comforting but not sexual. "Was the king crazy because he took on two pearls, or took on two pearls because he was crazy?
12[10:40] <~Damhoof>  "Ponies here are rare." Hawk nods to Sampletext. "There is one, but he`s already a gladiator, so you`d need to convince him on your own."
12[10:43] <~Damhoof>  "Now isn`t that the golden question." The crone looks down on her glasses. "How would I know? my grandmother didn`t bother to tell me much about him aside from referring to his intense nature at times. I haven`t gotten enough orbs to try it out myself. Until now that is."
12[10:44] <~Damhoof>  "Ask the witch. Maybe she knows."
[10:44] <+SampleText> "Mm.  That sounds a tad expensive for my blood.  No, Hawk, I think I'll pass until I'm a tad more secure here in Constantomare."
08[10:44] * +Chrome_Veneer turned to come back in, he needed to go to catch up with the group for the mission, but was too curious to just leave at this point.
08[10:45] * +Chrome_Veneer To the bowl, he asked, "One more question, sister of Britania" He paused, "Two actually. What is your name?" I'm afraid i haven't got it."
12[10:49] <~Damhoof>  "Avania." The bowl sings to Chrome_Veneer in a lonely and sad tune.
08[10:50] * +Chrome_Veneer "I still intend to find you a magically inclined unicorn," he inserted what he suspected she meant by 'strength' then continued, "But i became curious... what happens if the same pony takes upon more than one pearl?"
12[10:50] <~Damhoof>  "You are wise." The puce mare nods to Sampletext. "Have fun in the city. You know where to find me, and my guild."
08[10:53] * +SampleText bows, "In a week then!"
[10:55] <+SampleText> *then."
12[10:56] <~Damhoof>  "You will change." The voice sings back to Chrome_Veneer. "An equine body can hold four orbs. One for each hoof. You would be free from manipulation, but the ocean will lay claim to you instead."
12[10:56] <~Damhoof>  Hawk bows similarily to Sampletext. "In a week then."
08[10:56] * +SampleText turns to go
12[10:57] <~Damhoof>  Sampletext is greeted by the markets once more. Striped zebra presenting their wares to passerbys and shouting in their foreign tongue.
08[10:58] * +Chrome_Veneer figured that to be the case, it sounded like two wouldn't be too far, but at the same time the strain of land on him from even just one ... he was fine as he was. "Very well then, I must go. I will return at a later date to finish the deal with the shaman, bring you a unicorn, and free both you and your sister."
12[11:00] <~Damhoof>  "You will. Chrome_Veneer." The blackened tank sings back.
08[11:00] * +SampleText ambles through the market, glancing at the stalls.
08[11:01] * +Chrome_Veneer leaves, passing by the crone once more. "I'm going to leave now. I will come back in time with a unicorn suiting Avania and finish our deal."
12[11:01] <~Damhoof>  Sampletext see`s food, drinks and various leather being presented on top of jewels, fruit, toys and scents. Spices and herbs of many varieties.
12[11:02] <~Damhoof>  "Avania? That is her name?" The crone muses over Chrome_Veneer and nods. "I will see you later then."
08[11:03] * +SampleText is drawn to the variaties of herbs being offered by the vendors.
08[11:03] * +Chrome_Veneer nodded, bowing out and leaving the Hagia Sophia to return to the mansion where the group was to meet up once again before setting out to take care of the raiders. (or whereever they will be, if the location changed)
08[11:03] * +SampleText sniffs the air, taking in all the wonderful scents to be had.
15[11:06] * +Chrome_Veneer ([email protected]) Quit (Connection closed)
12[11:06] <~Damhoof>  ------------------------------------------------------------------session 5.5 end.------------------------------------------