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Post by Sano Xhaala on Dec 15, 2018 0:53:58 GMT
The group chose a table almost in the center of the room. Sano still looking around until she saw the man bringing a pitcher to the table. "Of course, it's not everyday I get to be among the people", she smiled at him.
"Thank you for the drink and you are?"
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Post by Jonarth Dabrezzio on Dec 15, 2018 1:00:16 GMT
Zara poured them all pints while Jon responded. The woman looked like a living weapon. Small wonder she was Lord Caltarys’s favorite. “I am Jonarth Davrezzio, owner and founder of the Pearl,” he said. “What brings the jewel of the Pits to my establishment tonight?”
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Post by Sano Xhaala on Dec 15, 2018 1:25:31 GMT
"Jonarth", her Summer Isles accent was still thick as she pronounced his name,"I was allowed to come and see some of the festivities and meet some people." She tasted the ale, it was good. "My master thought it would be good for the people to see their … As you say Jewel of the Pit up close and personal."
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Post by Jonarth Dabrezzio on Dec 15, 2018 1:43:15 GMT
“He’s a generous man,” Jonarth said, keeping a straight face somehow. “And what do you think of the city outside the arena?” He asked. “Does it meet your expectations?”
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Post by Sano Xhaala on Dec 15, 2018 1:52:46 GMT
Sano looked Vaero, then replied to Jonarth, "It is a city... Only difference is that I am a servant and not a free woman to enjoy it properly and it is in the most dangerous country, if you are not careful here." She finished the ale, "But please forgive my manners..." She motioned her hand at Vaero, "This is my brother of the pits, Vaero." Looking at their guardians for the evening with a grin, "and these are our... Caretakers, while we are out and about."
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Post by The Terror on Dec 15, 2018 17:50:20 GMT
Vaero grinned at the businessman. "If Baleria is the Jewel, I can't wait to learn my own nickname." The young Valyrian gladiator was the second best fighter in the Pit's stock, ignoring the retired Malix the Maelstrom who served as Doctore.
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Post by Jonarth Dabrezzio on Dec 15, 2018 18:34:24 GMT
Jonarth shrugged. “Only the champions get a title, right?” He asked, looking about for some agreement. “If not...” he regarded the young slave, “perhaps we shall have to come up with one,” he allowed. “I’m sure once you prove yourself at the festivities the ladies will give you a hundred better names than I could ever dream up.” He pointed to the second floor. “I’m sure they’re calling out for you even now.”
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Post by The Terror on Dec 16, 2018 19:45:52 GMT
The gladiator practically gave the guards puppy dog eyes. A guard coughed. "I am afraid Vaero the Voracious isn't allowed out of our sight."
"Well... perhaps a public exhibition of my stamina?" It wouldn't be the first time Lord Aeradar had pimped out his gladiators.
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Post by Sano Xhaala on Dec 16, 2018 20:15:08 GMT
The gladiator practically gave the guards puppy dog eyes. A guard coughed. "I am afraid Vaero the Voracious isn't allowed out of our sight." "Well... perhaps a public exhibition of my stamina?" It wouldn't be the first time Lord Aeradar had pimped out his gladiators. Sano nudged Valero, shaking her head. "We're not here for that..." "Maybe when we're done here, Jonarth can point us elsewhere to continue our good time."
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Post by Jonarth Dabrezzio on Dec 16, 2018 20:18:55 GMT
Jonarth shrugged. “You can go to the room with him,” he said. “But you touch it you buy it.”
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Post by The Terror on Dec 18, 2018 4:08:29 GMT
Vaero gave a little pout at his companion's words before a thin Ghiscari man whose hair was covered in more gold than had ever filled her pocket approached the pair of gladiators. "I am Kartoul, the Guru of Grain in Linyanti. O Blackest Dread, I shall pay you a hundred honors here and now if you were to stand up now and endorse my bread as the finest bread in all the city."
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Post by Sano Xhaala on Dec 18, 2018 5:11:04 GMT
Sano nodded at his request,"Alright, but may I taste it first", she asked.
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Post by The Terror on Dec 18, 2018 6:27:54 GMT
"Of course!" He turns to a servant. "To the bakery, boy, and bring an entire plate of bread for these paragons of the pit!!"
It was a short wait, as they were already in the Market. The freshly baked bread was tasty and fluffy, and seemed to turn to pure bliss in her mouth.
"He's got my sponsorhip," declared Vaero to his friend but waited for her own opinion before jumping on the table and declaring his most sincere affection for the 'Guru of Grain.'
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Post by Sano Xhaala on Dec 18, 2018 11:30:50 GMT
"Of course!" He turns to a servant. "To the bakery, boy, and bring an entire plate of bread for these paragons of the pit!!" It was a short wait, as they were already in the Market. The freshly baked bread was tasty and fluffy, and seemed to turn to pure bliss in her mouth. "He's got my sponsorhip," declared Vaero to his friend but waited for her own opinion before jumping on the table and declaring his most sincere affection for the 'Guru of Grain.' "He has mine as well", she smiled then stood on her feet. "Kartoul, your bread is the best I have tasted in a very long time." "It truly is the best in the city." She grabbed another piece, popped out into her mouth,"I hope my endorsement brings you good fortune."
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Post by The Terror on Dec 19, 2018 3:11:49 GMT
Kartoul grins and people cheer at the impromptu advertisement before suddenly... "Preposterous!!" A grotesquely large Valyrian man whose expensive robes barely covered his gut pushed his way through the crowd. "I will give you five hundred honors if you will denounce this mongrel and declare that I, Lord Viserys Faekaryen, produce the finest bread in Linyanti. After all, am I not invited to your master's gala unlike this preened savage?!?" Kartoul yelled back, "I protest this abuse, Faekaryen! Baleria has already made her declaration before the eyes of Linyanti!" " Five hundred honors, Black Dread. Would you want your master to hear you turned down such a sum for a Ghiscari?!"
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