One is Born Every Minute

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Atreyo
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Character: Fiat Tenebrae

One is Born Every Minute

Post by Atreyo » February 27th, 2023, 7:25 am

Taking advantage of the latest stall rotation within the Fort's main commerce hub, Nivellen browsed through rolled-up patterns of a blonde good-looking fellow in the building's upper floor. Until she caught sight of the contents displayed on a low shelf, that is: even if peeking by chance from the corner of her eye, she knew damn well what those symbols meant and what type of individual would be able to create such designs.

Although she had initially reached for them, her hand froze in midmotion and she raised her gaze to the merchant's; he just stood there, looking at her with that stupid, expectant smile likely anticipating a sale. They say one is born every minute, and that seemed to be pretty much the case with this moron selling blatant forbidden stuff right under the bloodhounds' very noses.

She wouldn't allow reckless neophytes to fan a province-wide sweep lest they somehow got to her stash or that of her associates. People are allowed to be stupid, but only to a point; if nothing else, it'd be good to feed the flames from time to time and throw the bloodthirsty dogs a bone. Whoever these people were, life in the First Coast was about to teach them a hard lesson; perhaps their very last.

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