The Cost Of Independence

[*Midnight]

"They keep trying to shut us down but I won't let them. The Indeps in the Bazzar talk about Harmonium singling them out, even about people apparently getting arrested but disappearing altogether. Think those are just stories though. Can't be as bad as all that can it?"

[*Rainbow Prism]

Laughing lightly, Fated stopped cleaning abruptly, the pain in the side letting know about itself.

"Xas, must be just stories."

She suddenly smiled to the Allehsa, with hopeful glint in eyes.

"Hey, you know some Indep traders, right? Can you recommend some of them? I really wanted to get some good earrings."

[*Midnight]

The woman sighs.

"Well I will miss having the help but let me think..."

She considers.

"I know Xarinthis needs a guard, but he is a slaver I wouldn't blame you if you weren't interested in helping him, and Mister Renal needs some one to run deliveries for him."

[*Rainbow Prism]

"Ah, wait, you misunderstood. I just thought... I don't wanna get done with this place. Just wondered if I could get teensie bit of discount from someone you knew? Maybe sometime I could visit, then, to take a look at wares and take something affordable?"

[*Midnight]

"Oh I see"

She cheers up noticeably.

"What are you trying to buy? I am sure I know someone."

[*Rainbow Prism]

"Some hoops for the ears. Or anything smaller." Fingers tugged at pointy ear, showing that it was not even pierced.

"The usual girl stuff. Just because I help charity does not mean I don't want to look nice."

[*Midnight]

"Oh I understand."

She taps the oversized gold ring through on of her nostrils.

"There's a Yuan ti in the bazzar he sells over priced stuff to clueless and tourists. For good value though you'll want to speak to Lysander."

[*Rainbow Prism]

"Oh, thanks, boss! I will ask more when this mess will be done!" The broom moved more fervently, kicking up some dust in the process.

It was part play, part truth. Sillxhistraja was excited, but not about jewelry. She finally could sneak to her goal unnoticed at a bit faster pace.

[*Midnight]

The wreckage is cleaned up and normality is restored, Sil gets the impression they are used to this here.

[*Rainbow Prism]

After the wreckage was cleaned and patched, Sill continued scrubbing whatever plates and dishes which were broken to chips. It took about an hour, but it was done. More or less.

Wiping hands on towel, dark elf came out of kitchen to see if there is something else she can do.

"Chief? You got anything for me?"