Post by hobbit on May 22, 2011 18:59:34 GMT -4
Ah, sailors. How she envied their ability to remain on a boat without puking up their guts. River would trade her hair for such an ability…no, seriously. She would. And it would be highly appreciated if anyone with knowledge of local witchcraft would assist her. For now, River would simply have to satisfy her craving by standing at the dock and watching ships come in. It wasn’t incredibly entertaining, but it did allow her chances to study some interesting people. It seemed that sailors were always interesting- soldiers, warriors…meh, they were okay, but all they did was fight. Sailors, however, fought as a consequence, not because that was their goal.
At least, that was the image River kept in her head. River sighed before stepping away from her place near the ship, heading over to a small stand where a young boy was selling food. Logic told her that there was a high chance that this boy had stolen the food, but what did she care? The guards wouldn’t dare to punish someone that had accidently purchased stolen food; not unless they wished to destroy the entire marketing economy. Hell, she highly doubted they would bust the lad, for what he was selling seemed to be products that would have been thrown out anyway.
“How can I help you, ma’m?” the dirty boy asked, looking up at River with shining eyes.
River frowned at the grimy baskets before picking up two reasonable looking apples. “How much?” she asked, preparing to open the bag she wore over her shoulder. Not a purse, as things like that were too easy to steal. Trying to steal this would mean River would feel something tugging against her neck.
“Four coins,” the boy responded simply.
“Four?” River repeated, arching one brow slightly, “Three. And that’s high, boy. I could get better quality for half a coin apiece down the road,” she added.
Grumbling, the boy accepted. River grinned before placing the three coins in his grubby hand. As she wandered off, River took a bite of one of the apples. She immediately pulled a face, but it was the best she could afford at the moment. One would think that the shops around the dock would be cheap, as food was so easy to get and they didn’t have to pay for any additional transport. But, no, the shops seemed to think that jacking up the prices was a wise idea. In a way, it was. No one really wanted to bother walking into either of the kingdoms. It was such a hassle.
The young lady leaned against a railing, watching as ships were loaded and unloaded, munching on an apple all the while.
At least, that was the image River kept in her head. River sighed before stepping away from her place near the ship, heading over to a small stand where a young boy was selling food. Logic told her that there was a high chance that this boy had stolen the food, but what did she care? The guards wouldn’t dare to punish someone that had accidently purchased stolen food; not unless they wished to destroy the entire marketing economy. Hell, she highly doubted they would bust the lad, for what he was selling seemed to be products that would have been thrown out anyway.
“How can I help you, ma’m?” the dirty boy asked, looking up at River with shining eyes.
River frowned at the grimy baskets before picking up two reasonable looking apples. “How much?” she asked, preparing to open the bag she wore over her shoulder. Not a purse, as things like that were too easy to steal. Trying to steal this would mean River would feel something tugging against her neck.
“Four coins,” the boy responded simply.
“Four?” River repeated, arching one brow slightly, “Three. And that’s high, boy. I could get better quality for half a coin apiece down the road,” she added.
Grumbling, the boy accepted. River grinned before placing the three coins in his grubby hand. As she wandered off, River took a bite of one of the apples. She immediately pulled a face, but it was the best she could afford at the moment. One would think that the shops around the dock would be cheap, as food was so easy to get and they didn’t have to pay for any additional transport. But, no, the shops seemed to think that jacking up the prices was a wise idea. In a way, it was. No one really wanted to bother walking into either of the kingdoms. It was such a hassle.
The young lady leaned against a railing, watching as ships were loaded and unloaded, munching on an apple all the while.