The Bazaar of the Bizarre


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Scarab Sages

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MacGardun the Brewer wrote:
Turning his attention towards the Dwarven lord, MacGardun replies in a respectful and very candid voice. "I've been recommended by none other than the Blue Pigeon himself. And as for efficiency I can gate any barrel sized products with a sizeable labor pool. And again with pact animals. I can supply up ten taverns in a month and deliver good with a day's time. Given the write directions and motivation. I, however, only supplies cities and communities with two days riding time."

It sounds like you might be able to keep one of my regiments supplied, but the limitations of how far you can deliver are a problem, the dwarf lord considers. Are there more dwarves in this bazaar in the same business as yourself, or are you the only one?


Frogskin flies in. He is dressed in noble garb, and has a small fez on his head at an odd angle. He does not look pleased about his clothing.


Jay Frogskin wrote:
Frogskin flies in. He is dressed in noble garb, and has a small fez on his head at an odd angle. He does not look pleased about his clothing.

Nirellia, who happens to be passing along a street as Jay flies by, pauses to laugh in disbelief.


Berholm II, Lord of the Dwarves wrote:
MacGardun the Brewer wrote:
Turning his attention towards the Dwarven lord, MacGardun replies in a respectful and very candid voice. "I've been recommended by none other than the Blue Pigeon himself. And as for efficiency I can gate any barrel sized products with a sizeable labor pool. And again with pact animals. I can supply up ten taverns in a month and deliver good with a day's time. Given the write directions and motivation. I, however, only supplies cities and communities with two days riding time."

It sounds like you might be able to keep one of my regiments supplied, but the limitations of how far you can deliver are a problem, the dwarf lord considers. Are there more dwarves in this bazaar in the same business as yourself, or are you the only one?

"I am the only one that I know of."


Nirellia Dimonia wrote:
Jay Frogskin wrote:
Frogskin flies in. He is dressed in noble garb, and has a small fez on his head at an odd angle. He does not look pleased about his clothing.

Nirellia, who happens to be passing along a street as Jay flies by, pauses to laugh in disbelief.

Frogskin glares at her. "Esmerelda insisted that I wear my proper garb while here. So shut up."


(To MacGurdan, the Brewer)
I am interested in placing as large an order with you for good quality ale as you are able to conveniently fill, but the shipping may be problematic; I prefer visitors to my hold not to rely on omniportals, which appear to best suit your delivery methods.
I shall make enquiries elsewhere in the bazaar as to reliable agents able to assist with shipping, and return later.
My thanks for your time.
Berhold passes MacGurdan a small purse of gold coins, and leaves the shop, collecting hs retainers and heading off elsewhere in the bazaar.


Jay Frogskin wrote:
Nirellia Dimonia wrote:
Jay Frogskin wrote:
Frogskin flies in. He is dressed in noble garb, and has a small fez on his head at an odd angle. He does not look pleased about his clothing.

Nirellia, who happens to be passing along a street as Jay flies by, pauses to laugh in disbelief.

Frogskin glares at her. "Esmerelda insisted that I wear my proper garb while here. So shut up."

Oh, right.

She purses her lips to suppress further laughter and goes on her way.


Nirellia Dimonia wrote:
Jay Frogskin wrote:
Nirellia Dimonia wrote:
Jay Frogskin wrote:
Frogskin flies in. He is dressed in noble garb, and has a small fez on his head at an odd angle. He does not look pleased about his clothing.

Nirellia, who happens to be passing along a street as Jay flies by, pauses to laugh in disbelief.

Frogskin glares at her. "Esmerelda insisted that I wear my proper garb while here. So shut up."

Oh, right.

She purses her lips to suppress further laughter and goes on her way.

Shovastika watches the elf depart, then makes herself known to Frogskin.

I am the Lady Shovastika. Did Esmerelda, by any chance, have a message for me?


It is not a habit that I have of making offers with 'no obligations attached'. Shovastika continues. If Esmerelda is too busy to read her mail, my offer did not reach her, or she chooses not to respond to it, then I consider that to be her loss.
I had assumed you were here as her messenger to respond, first and foremost amongst any business which you may have here.


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Shovastika wrote:

It is not a habit that I have of making offers with 'no obligations attached'. Shovastika continues. If Esmerelda is too busy to read her mail, my offer did not reach her, or she chooses not to respond to it, then I consider that to be her loss.

I had assumed you were here as her messenger to respond, first and foremost amongst any business which you may have here.

Frogskin looks at Shovastika suspiciously.

"I know of no message. I could relate it to her."


I offered to research ONE question for her, with no obligations expected by me of her, as she had done me an inadvertent favour. I do not intend to explain what that favour was again; frankly it was enough of a risk commiting it to parchment as heavily warded as that, and mooting it aloud on an open street is the last thing which it would be prudent to do.


Shovastika wrote:

I offered to research ONE question for her, with no obligations expected by me of her, as she had done me an inadvertant favour. I do not intend to explain what that favour was again; frankly it was enough of a risk commiting it to parchment as heavily warded as that, and mooting it aloud on an open street is the last thing which it would be prudent to do.

Frogskin shrugs.

"Then it fails to interest me."
He flies off.


Hmm, and so a chance to get information from an epic level spymistress is declined...
Shovastika slips away in another direction, changing to a different disguise as she does so.

Whilst Shovastika (for various reasons) is off 'most people's radars', Aunt Esmerelda might have heard of her or had dealings with her in the past.
The bit about seldom offering information with no obligations expected was true. Usually Shovastika operates on a 'I'll tell you that, but then I expect you to find out for me this, or do that for me there' basis.

Scarab Sages

Pssssst....Hey Buddy......wanna buy a watch?


JH arrives at the bazaar via the omniportal. As he walks thru the lanes he takes in the sights, smells, and essence of the place. He seeks out a jeweller. Gauging the purity of the metal and stones with a touch he moves on.


Mililani Deccubus wrote:
The sapphire-eyed proprietress steps out of her store front, sighs, and steps right back.

JH spies the shop with the symbol of Desna and goes in. Approaching the shopkeeper, he asks...

Excuse me mistress, do perhaps have oils or potions to repair one such as me? We Jacks tend to get into scrapes from time to time, and I would like to have something on hand.

Assuming that potions or oils of repair are available JH will purchase as many as he can. He obviously expects they'll be needed.


Finally, after a couple of hours searching, JH finds what he's been looking for. He commissions some work and heads back to the Sanctum.


Berholm II, Lord of the Dwarves wrote:

(To MacGurdan, the Brewer)

I am interested in placing as large an order with you for good quality ale as you are able to conveniently fill, but the shipping may be problematic; I prefer visitors to my hold not to rely on omniportals, which appear to best suit your delivery methods.
I shall make enquiries elsewhere in the bazaar as to reliable agents able to assist with shipping, and return later.
My thanks for your time.
Berhold passes MacGurdan a small purse of gold coins, and leaves the shop, collecting hs retainers and heading off elsewhere in the bazaar.

"Thank you sir. Your merchandise will be ready upon your return." He caresses the purse of gold coin with one hand. And looks to his assistants and staff. "We have a job men, Aye, by the Dwarven Fathers, let's get cracking."


MacGardun the Brewer wrote:
"Brew, aye, I have a wide selection and variety. Name your brand. And, that be Double Rostland with buscuits, both fresh within the day. Is this a personal order or do ye wish to purchase in bulk for a tavern or feasthall?"

Muulsh smiles, his small eyes bright

Well, my fine sir, I'll take a nice Andoran lager, perhaps an Arthfell Forest Amber? For now, I am just looking for personal consumption, but as the Secretary of the Bazaar Merchant's Council I am always interested in new victuallers for our occasions.

Muulsh looks over MacGardun's stores with a keen eye


The strange metal golem sure didn't match his appearance. Expecting a brute, and getting a true patron as a customer. Very few indeed can discern the quality of his wares so quickly. And not care about the price. Some lady will be very lucky with these gifts. Perhaps two, as one request was so delicate and the other so powerful. It matters not, the golem's platinum was as pure as the order's specifications.

He sings to the stones as he begins his work.


Muulsh the Merchant wrote:
MacGardun the Brewer wrote:
"Brew, aye, I have a wide selection and variety. Name your brand. And, that be Double Rostland with buscuits, both fresh within the day. Is this a personal order or do ye wish to purchase in bulk for a tavern or feasthall?"

Muulsh smiles, his small eyes bright

Well, my fine sir, I'll take a nice Andoran lager, perhaps an Arthfell Forest Amber? For now, I am just looking for personal consumption, but as the Secretary of the Bazaar Merchant's Council I am always interested in new victuallers for our occasions.

Muulsh looks over MacGardun's stores with a keen eye

The Dwarven merchant taps his thick hammer-head cane twice and in rushes a stout dwarven lass.

"See that this man's order is complete and readied."

She nods and bows courteously. She takes a basket and proceeds through the shop. "Ah, a member of the council I see. Then I shall be ready when the council requests my goods and services. I retain several cooks on staff as well."

The dwarven lass retunes with Muulsh's order ready and wrapped for sale.


Muulah sits at a nearby table and samples the provender and the ale

Smashing, simply smashing! I will certainly keep your shop in mind for our monthly council meeting!

Muulsh belches politely and wips the crumbs from his double chin


The dark-haired woman in the bright red dress idly lays out a harrow deck, reading the portents as the crowds wander by.


Zaina al-Strega wrote:
The dark-haired woman in the bright red dress idly lays out a harrow deck, reading the portents as the crowds wander by.

A crowd of goblins pass by, pausing at the harrow-reader's table to riffle through her deck, turning half the cards upside down, and leaving a pouch behind when they grow bored and and move on. The pouch is full of buttons: brass button, bone buttons, ivory buttons, silver buttons, and even the occasional ornamental crystal one.


I've got some poodle fur for sale - great for making wigs!


Allura and Devlyn continue to wander the bazaar. Allura stops at the table of the woman with the Harrow cards, curious about what she plans to do with them.


Does anyone around here sell weaponry? I'm always looking for new and exciting ways to terminate meatbags.


Kobold Cleaver rolls in.
"Hmm. Perhaps I should try buying getting a permanency spell for a spell of flight? I do wish I'd learned that one..."


Suddenly, a cloaked figure appears.
"There you are, KC. I thought I'd find you here."
KC takes a step back. "That is an incredibly cliched line. Who the hell are you?"
"Someone interested in dealing with a few...problems you've been causing lately." The figure takes off his hood, btu it is difficult for others to focus on it directly.
KC gasps and leaps back in shock.

"No! You're...you're dead! Every single divination I cast told me as much!"
"Indeed, KC, I am dead. But I still walk."
KC is blasted by powerful magic He goes flying.
"AAAAAAAA!!!!" The flashing orb flies into a goblin's drink. The goblin spits and grabs it, lobbing it away.
"AAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!! DAMMIT!!!!"
The figure chuckles, and vanishes.
"Time to deal with your little mess."

Scarab Sages

"Nothing! Nothing for sale!"


Allura wrote:
Allura tries out the new outfit, changing it from a dress for dancing to a practical outfit meant for fighting and so on. She comes out of the dressing room wearing a long emroidered tunic in a lovely lavender color and loose fitting pants in violet silk. She twirls around for Devlyn to see, reveling in his smile of approval.
Allura wrote:
Allura and Devlyn continue to wander the bazaar. Allura stops at the table of the woman with the Harrow cards, curious about what she plans to do with them.

Sorry I wasn't able to check in over the weekend. Spring cleaning and screening in our apartment patio got top billing...and my fingers hurt... ;P

Enough of my whining - now to catch up a bit!

Having finished with the clothes shopping for the moment (and getting a few things for Alaina), they push on to some of the other vendors in the bazaar. When Allura stops at the table of the woman with the cards, he looks over her shoulder and says:

"What to we have here?"


The Dalesman wrote:


Having finished with the clothes shopping for the moment (and getting a few things for Alaina), they push on to some of the other vendors in the bazaar. When Allura stops at the table of the woman with the cards, he looks over her shoulder and says:

"What to we have here?"

Allura smiles back at him. "I'm not sure. I've never seen cards like these. What are they used for?" she asks the woman, with eager curiosity.


I forgot that she was one of Patrick's aliases. We may be staring at cards for a while... ;)


The Dalesman wrote:
I forgot that she was one of Patrick's aliases. We may be staring at cards for a while... ;)

D'oh! I totally forgot that. Okay, do we want to move on and come back? Maybe one of us plead hunger and say we'll stop back after lunch?


Allura wrote:
The Dalesman wrote:
I forgot that she was one of Patrick's aliases. We may be staring at cards for a while... ;)
D'oh! I totally forgot that. Okay, do we want to move on and come back? Maybe one of us plead hunger and say we'll stop back after lunch?

Works for me - we can't shop properly on empty stomachs anyway :P


Allura'a stomach rumbles, and she blushes. "Excuse me. I think I will have to come back to hear the answer to my question later. I think it may be time to find some food," she says to Devlyn with an embarrassed smile. "Who knew shopping could work up such an appetite?"


Allura wrote:
Allura'a stomach rumbles, and she blushes. "Excuse me. I think I will have to come back to hear the answer to my question later. I think it may be time to find some food," she says to Devlyn with an embarrassed smile. "Who knew shopping could work up such an appetite?"

You beat me to the punch - one of our IT folks came over to fix something on my workstation, and I had to kill this page before I could post the rest! :P

He grins.
"Well, we have covered quite a bit of ground so far, and you have been vigourously perusing clothiers almost nonstop, so I think you're right. Let's go find someplace interesting to eat then. Any preferences, love?"

They politely excuse themselves as they head off to find some good eats.


The Dalesman wrote:


He grins.
"Well, we have covered quite a bit of ground so far, and you have been vigourously perusing clothiers almost nonstop, so I think you're right. Let's go find someplace interesting to eat then. Any preferences, love?"

They politely excuse themselves as they head off to find some good eats.

"No, I'm not terribly particular. Just hungry. That place looks to be selling food and drink," she says, pointing out a booth presided over by dwarves, "or we can keep looking if you'd rather."


Allura wrote:
The Dalesman wrote:


He grins.
"Well, we have covered quite a bit of ground so far, and you have been vigourously perusing clothiers almost nonstop, so I think you're right. Let's go find someplace interesting to eat then. Any preferences, love?"

They politely excuse themselves as they head off to find some good eats.

"No, I'm not terribly particular. Just hungry. That place looks to be selling food and drink," she says, pointing out a booth presided over by dwarves, "or we can keep looking if you'd rather."

"No - that's fine. If you're that hungry, let's get you fed now. Besides, good dwarven food will stick to your ribs," he says as he gently pokes/tickles them for emphasis.


The Dalesman wrote:

"No - that's fine. If you're that hungry, let's get you fed now. Besides, good dwarven food will stick to your ribs," he says as he gently pokes/tickles them for emphasis.

She gives him an exasperated smile. "Is there something wrong with my ribs the way they are?" she asks teasingly, as they head into the booth of MacGardun the Brewer.


I have three other merchants yearning to trade with other players.


:::Steps outside and erects another banner:::

It reads:

"I deal in Wands, trinkets, baubles, and mystical jewelry."


Allura wrote:
The Dalesman wrote:

"No - that's fine. If you're that hungry, let's get you fed now. Besides, good dwarven food will stick to your ribs," he says as he gently pokes/tickles them for emphasis.

She gives him an exasperated smile. "Is there something wrong with my ribs the way they are?" she asks teasingly, as they head into the booth of MacGardun the Brewer.

"Not at all, love - I just want to make sure you keep up your strength up for the rest of the day," he says as he relents with a wink.

Devlyn pulls out a stool for her, and they sit down. He orders some hearty fare to replenish themselves with - and, of course, some fine ale to wash it down.


Mililani Deccubus wrote:

:::Steps outside and erects another banner:::

It reads:

"I deal in Wands, trinkets, baubles, and mystical jewelry."

Oops. Saturday she was only selling herbs/potions/alchemical stuff. I'll have to stop back once I can steer LJ to the bazaar.


Hmm - I thought that BluePigeon/MacGardun the Brewer was online. We're not doing too well with merchants today, are we? :)


The Dalesman wrote:
Hmm - I thought that BluePigeon/MacGardun the Brewer was online. We're not doing too well with merchants today, are we? :)

Apparently not so much :) And the other shop I was thinking of stopping at also belongs to BluePigeon. Can't win for losing. Maybe we should just buy Nimora's net next :)


Allura wrote:
The Dalesman wrote:
Hmm - I thought that BluePigeon/MacGardun the Brewer was online. We're not doing too well with merchants today, are we? :)
Apparently not so much :) And the other shop I was thinking of stopping at also belongs to BluePigeon. Can't win for losing. Maybe we should just buy Nimora's net next :)

It looks like the arms dealer is his too...well phooey ;P

Alright - I've got to log off to go home anyway, and I just found out that my sweety got sick again and stayed home. I don't know if a trip to the doctor is coming or not, but I'll try to log back on in an hour and see if we can shop some more... :)

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