Port Cos

~Back on the Impress~

Susanna shouts, “Sheshi!”

Cessillia looks up in panic, "Jusht dreshingsh, shweetie"

Susanna: “Ohh nishe dresh, shweetie”

Cessillia blushes and strokes it gently."Shank you, I shaw it for only a KT sho shought I would treatsh myshelf"

Impress Ship's Bell 2 shouts: Now arriving to Port Kar. If this is your final destination, please prepare to disembark. Five Ehn before departure to the Isle of Farnacium

Cessillia blushes "I shink it wouldsh make a nishe companioning dresh, donesh you?" Cessillia slowly takes off the dress and wraps it up putting on the other. Cessillia tucks and fusses at her sister’s dress, making it looks nice.

Susanna: “Shank you, Sheshi." As her brother arrives: "Greetinsh, my brosher”

Jimmy with big grin on his lips returns to his sisters. He walks to his luggage and hides another 5 ST for his sisters' dowry in the depth of the bag. “Greetingsh, my lovely shishstersh!” Jimmy hugs his sisters closely.

Cessillia hugs her brother close and strokes his hair

Jimmy: “You gotsh new dreshesh?”

Susanna grabs her brother and presses his head to her chest, “Yesh, Sheshi bought a nishe new dresh"

Jimmy frowns a bit, afraid that his sisters spend all the coins he earns for their dresses, but on the other side... if it helps to find a companion so be it!

Cessillia smiles "Shome cheap material, wash able to makesh shome nishe dreshesh" She kicks the box with the other dress further under the bed not wanting her brother to see the dress she was thinking of being companioned in.

Jimmy: “I wash shelling shome of she cacao and black wine and shalt we bought in shat Tabor.”

Impress Ship's Bell 2 shouts: Now arriving to the Isle of Farnacium. If this is your final destination, please prepare to disembark. Five Ehn before departure to Teletus

Jimmy: “And shen I shtumbled over a shtone and found shish!” Jimmy holds two gold-nuggets in the palm of his hand to show his sisters.

Susanna: “Ohhh what ish shat?”

Jimmy: “Ish nishe shiny metal. You can hash one eash. Maybe you can find a blackshimsh to make a nishe ring of it?”

Susanna nods.

Cessillia creeps closer "Ish very pretty"

RandyJim gave you NLS Goldnugget v2..

Cessillia: "Shank you, Jimmy dearsh"

Susanna turns it over in her hands, "Ish beautiful, Shimmy dear. Shank you sho mush.” Susanna grabs her brother and hugs him again kissing his cheek over and over.

Jimmy: “Oopsh, did I shtep on your foot?. Sho, shoon ship will lift ancorsh again. What ish neksht harbor?

Cessillia: “She captain shouted Teletush I shink.”

Susanna: “I am not shure, shweet Shimmy. Ish shish dresh better wish a modeshty top under it, Shishter?”

Cessillia nods emphatically "Yesh dearsh"

Impress Ship's Bell 2 shouts: Now arriving to Teletus. If this is your final destination, please prepare to disembark. Five Ehn before departure to Tabor East

Jimmy, Susanna and Cessillia start to pack up their goods for trading. Making up some cheese boards for the next market they visit.

Jimmy: “How many cheeshe-pieshesh would you put into it, shishters? And for how mush would you shell it?”

Susanna: “I don't know, Shimmy, maybe shix sheeshesh,”

Jimmy: “A doshen maybe?

Susanna: “Yesh, shat would be better.”

Jimmy: “And shell it for.. hmmmm.... maybe 2 KT?”

Susanna: “Yesh.”

Cessillia nods "I shink sho"

Jimmy: “Will you quickly help me'sh cut shome for she neksht market, shishtersh?”

Susanna: “Of courshe, Shimmy.”

Jimmy finds an old ramberry candy in his pockets, wipes it a bit clean with his finger, then pops it into his mouth. With the ramberry candy in his mouth unable to speak clearly: "Well, then that should be the next harbour, I think!"

Susanna adjusts her skirts and veil ... "i ish ready,Shimmy dear"

Cessillia smiles "Yesh, ready when you aresh"

Susanna: “You shound sho funny when you shpeak wish your moush full.”

~In Port Cos~

Cessillia points at the money bag some rich merchant has lost.

Jimmy looks at the painting of bruised and bloody knees and points to it "Shee, shishtersh? Shat'sh what happensh, when shoshe shlavesh alwaysh kneeling. Bloody kneesh. Not nishe!"

Susanna: “No brosher ish not nishe.”

Cessillia winces "Not attractive eisher"

Susanna looks down Sheshi, “Do you have shoesh on?” Susanna frowns at her sister's apparent bare feet.

Cessillia looks down "Well of courshe.... oh"

Susanna shakes her head. “You can take the girl from she villash, but not the villash from the girl.”

Cessillia blushes bright red "I musht have forgotten when I finished the new dresh.... I had better getsh shome, I will have a quick word wish she market holdersh"

Cessillia growls "Half a copper tarshk, she neresh of shome tradersh."

Jimmy looks intrigued around the marketstand of the warrior-tailor, adoring the fine armoury and dreaming of becoming a tarnsman.

Susanna: “Ish a nishe helmet,my brosher.”

Jimmy: “Neresh, shishter?”

Cessillia blushes flustered "nervsh!"

Jimmy: “Oh, nervsh! Well, letsh go and look at she shity, shen we can shee if we go fursher inland from here.”

Jimmy: “Hmmm, ish windish.”

Susanna: “Where ish Sheshi?”

Jimmy points next to Susi "Shere!"

Susanna: “Ahh shere she ish.”

Jimmy: ” It sheemsh shey hash a different currenshy, shishtersh.” ((not using NLS))

Susanna: “I shink shey do, dear Shimmy.”

Jimmy beams proudly as he knows such a difficult word.

~ Strolling through the city, finding a butchery ~

The Butcher: hearing sounds from around the corner he regains composure standing innocently greeting the new arrivals "Greetings, anyone up for some meat?" grinning he looks to the Sir and Lady

Susanna: “Greetingsh.”

Jimmy: “Oh, greetingsh, Shir!” He looks at the fine meat, his belly starting to rumble immediately.

The Butcher: "Are you both visitors? As a gift, please allow me to offer you a deal on the sausages."

Susanna pushes her brother forward to do the talking,

Cessillia whispers to her sister "Whatsh shaushaguesh?"

Susanna: "I don't know Sheshi,”

The Butcher: His eyes are drawn to the ladies; of course, the one in green definitely sparks his interest, smiling in her direction.

Jimmy looks left and right to his sisters "Ish we shree," he corrects with a smile. "Me ish Shimmy of she clan of Bloch. Sheshe are my shishters, Sheshy and Shusy," then asks stumbling a bit forward pushed by his sister "What kind of shaushashe ish it?"

The Butcher: "The finest high quality tarsk meat ground and little fat, great to roast on the open pit. He looks to the one in green winking, then the shimming hair of the raven one caught his eyes thinking about sausages.

Susanna smiles brightly behind her veil as the half dressed man takes a good close look at her sister.

Cessillia smiles her moment drifting to the gentleman, lingering over his body for a moment, then her face flushing she instead concentrates on his meat "Ish it likesh an urtsh?" she whispers to Suzie

Susanna flutters her eyelashes at the gentleman only half listening to her sister explaining what a sausage is.

The Butcher: "My meat is the highest quality would Lady like a taste?"

Jimmy looks at the sausages and licks his lips and pouts as only his sisters are asked to taste it, his belly rumbling louder like on command.

The Butcher: Motions to the raven beauty and the wild haired lady to come behind the counter.

Susanna smiles and her eyes flash as she steps forward. "Shat would be sho nishe shank you ."

The Butcher: "Sir, here, be my guest, since you will be purchasing at a good price, feel free to eat what you wish, here a sample of the roasted bosk is here too," waving the women closer holding a piece of the sausage to the raven haired lady he waits to see if indeed she takes the bait.

Jimmy picks a bit of the roast with his fingers and sniffs at it. Then licks it before he finally pops it into his mouth

Susanna blushes a little and then reaches out and takes the meat. "Shank you, Shir," she says softly. She slips it under her veil and between her lips nibbling on it daintily trying to impress.

The Butcher: Smiles as she takes the meat and doesn't miss a chance to rub a finger along her soft lips well hidden under her veil thinking to himself, Ahh the flesh of an angel.

Jimmy while he chews on the meat watches carefully the glances between the butcher and his sister, considering if a butcher would be a good companion for one of his sisters... though he still had hope to get her an Ubar or a physician at least... However, is rumbling belly makes a butcher as brother-in-law tempting

Susanna takes a small step backward, behind her brother, her eyes darting towards her sister.

The Butcher: "Lady in green you wish a taste of my sausage?" holding it out for her he beckons her close

Cessillia watches the butcher carefully, then her sister, then the gentleman, then thinks of the dowry and whether they have enough yet "Sho, I shuppose you already hash a companion shir?" then nodding at his question hold up a few copper bits to him in exchange for the sample picks a sample "Itsh good, nishe tekshturesh", she acknowledges.

Susanna looks up in shock of the butcher’s words and her eyes drop down below his waist for an instance and then she suddenly understands and looks away quickly.

Jimmy swallows the meat and licks his fingers, then chokes and coughs at the subtleness of his sister.

Susanna: “He ish very forward ishn't he, brosher?", she whispers.

The Butcher: “Chuckling to himself, watching the raven haired beauty back away dragging his finger down her chin and jaw, her skin is creamy.

Susanna watches a scantily dressed girl walk past. "She will catsh her deash of cold wearing shat?"

Cessillia smiles, watching the man stroke her sister cheek, glad she reminded her to shave today.

The Butcher looks to the raven haired woman smiling then holds out a roasted piece of sausage for the wild haired lady to taste."Help yourself to the finest meat in the Port Lady. Noticing the Sir has eaten the samples he knows he soon needs to slice more.

Jimmy tries to catch breath from his cough-attack, then narrows his eyes as the man touches his sister under the veil, wondering at the same time, if she did something against her facial-hair problem, that lies in the genes of the female part of his Clan.

Cessillia whispers to her brother almost silently "How big ish the dowry for shushi, brosher dear, big enoush for a butsher?", she asks questioningly.

Jimmy suddenly holds his belly as he starts to cramp. "Uh oh... uh oh... ekshkushe me for a moment!” he says and runs to find a bush.

~A slave girl sits nearby and goes about her business

Jimmy throwing up somewhere in the bushes ~

The slave girl settles down to rest. The day was spent keeping busy in attempt to settle in to her new situation. There is a sprall of scrolls on the floor next to her. Enough of reading for now. Her head feels muddled and dull from it. Leaning towards the table she draws a small bundle towards her. A treat, a small snack to revive her flagging interest and energy.

Susanna: "How much?" Susanna asks lisping badly as she is so nervous.

The Butcher: Hearing the whispers he puffs out his chest and thinks, that either one, or both, would look good in a butchers collar to please his every desire and need. He knows he is too sexual and too dominant not to have his women at his beck and call for his sexual favors anytime or anywhere he wishes it. "Doesn't the lady wish a taste of my sausage?"

Susanna looks around as Jimmy darts of to find a bush somewhere. "Maybe we should wait for Shimmy to come back, Sheshi"

The Butcher holding it out to her he waits.

Cessillia nods "Not good to be wishout an eshcort," she nods

The Butcher: "You both stay here as he wished". Speaking in a firm voice looking at them both with a definate focus.

Susanna is suddenly glad that she had put a modesty shirt under her pretty new dress. She had never had a man look at her quite like that before.

The slave girl carefully opens the rep cloth napkin the vendor gave her, inside the linen folds is a peeled larma, she is glad he broke the hard brittle shell away for her. It's not a task she relishes. She inhale as she lifts the first piece to her lips. The fruit has a sweet earthy scent. Slowly, she places the tip of the larma section between her soft warm berry colored lips and sucks on it for a few moments. Drawing the section from her lips she smoothes her tongue over the underside of the fruit and lapping at the veined salty texture. Smacking her lips she sucks the larma piece back between her lips, then suddenly a burst of juice explodes in her mouth. "Mmm ....Mmmmm..." she is caught unguarded and chuckles as the juice dribbles down her chin. Undaunted she lifts the fruit section back to her lips press harder around the slice as she sucks and swallows the pulpy fruit.

Susanna opens her mouth to say something then snaps it shut again quite lost for words.

Cessillia frowns hearing noises from their brother behind the bush and her nose wrinkles "Sho... how fresh did you shay shose shaushagesh are?" she asks with worry

Susanna eyes widen and she wrinkle her nose. She looks over towards the bush Jimmy disappeared behind and tries to remember just what he had to eat that could cause that stink.

The Butcher standing close enough to enjoy her fragrance. His eyes look to the raven haired beauty carefully defining her assets and curves. A little meat on her is good; he enjoys the look of a curvaceous woman resting in his arms naked and sweaty. Then his eyes rape the wild haired woman’s form, her breasts well endowed and her curves tempting to the discerning eye, and would feel like heaven sitting in his lap naked and wet.

Susanna is startled by the look in the man's eyes, her hand goes to her throat unconsciously and she stammers a little: "Shimmy ish taking a bit of time, ishn't he?"

The slave girl has leaned over the table again. As she nibbles on her snack she reads over another scroll. She looks up for a moment. A guttural noise comes from the other side of one of the thin walls. She makes a face; the butcher has probably put the knife to a verrs throat. She will go and check later to see if he has dressed the beast for sale.

The Butcher: Ah those fantasies make the mortal man stir, smiling he ignores the reference to bad meat and focuses on the both lovely ladies.

Susanna stands up straight, "Well shank you for your time, Shir. We will call back for shome of your shausheshes on she way back to she ship." Her cheeks burn at the intensity of the man's stare and she suddenly feels a little insecure, wishing that JImmy would return.

Cessillia nods "We should check on our poor brosher" then looking at his table. "Shomeshing sheems to hash upshet his shtomock badly."

The Butcher: "Lady, your brother wished you to stay under MY protection so stay where you are, and come closer if you wish," grinning a toothy grin staring through her clothes of concealment.

~ Jimmy returns to the others  ~

The Butcher: "Ah you returned, I've been watrching your sisters with a gusto, Sir."

Jimmy returns from throwing up in the bushes, pale in his face. He wipes his lip with the back of his hands and mumbles, "One of she ten candiesh musht have been bad!", then digs in his pockets for another candy to pop it into his mouth, getting rid of the sour taste.

Cessillia frowns, her hand tracing down the gentleman’s chest, then gently but firmly pushing him back "Well, ash a kind gentleman I am shore you would be happy to getsh she shity guardsh to eshcort ush.... oh, Jimmy, you are back, shat ish good."

The Butcher had a hundred sales and never one complaint, not sure what made the man ill but it is not his meat, the highest quality feeling the mouths of port cos daily he only gives his very best.

Cessillia smiles backwards at her brother "Sho, it looksh like we don'tsh need she guardsh to eshcort ush after all."

The Butcher holding her hand to his chest smiles "Lady, well..."

Cessillia takes a hanky out her bag and spits on it wiping her brother's mouth, then kisses her brother's check, "Brosher dear, you are feeling better? Or we should hire a guard to ashisht in eshcorting ush?", she asks as she extracts her other hand from the gentleman’s grasp with a frown.

Jimmy sucking on the candy now again speaks very unclearly "Thank you for guarding my sisters, Sir!" He looks left and right, still sucking on his candy "You never know what riff-raff is running around a nice city like this, with...." - He swallows his candy and finally speaks clearly again "... unhonorable intenshionsh... trying to collar shush nishe womansh like my shishtersh!"

The Butcher: Chuckles seeing the disgust on the Lady's face, as if that bothers him, not in the least, he knows how to garner a good response for ladies,  more reluctant then her.

Susanna nods in agreement with her brother.

Jimmy nods to his sister Cessy, "I am fine, shishter. It musht hash been one of she candiesh..."

Susanna raises an eyebrow, more like too many candies.

The Butcher: "That's why i was guarding their asses, i mean throats, you never know what heathens lurk in the allies here, but they never would tangle with me." Smiles proudly at them all .

Susanna gives a bright smile, though its hidden by her veil it reaches her eyes.

Cessillia smiles at her brother: "Shat ish good, perhaps we shouldsh find a tavern to replashe your losht humorsh?"

The Butcher: Rubbing his thick fingers along his belly he stares into the eyes of the raven haired beauty smiling

Jimmy smiles "Shat wash very kind of you, Shir. Alshough my shishtersh are shtrong like boshksh and know how to help shemshelvesh... She life in our villish ish hard and even she womansh learn very shoon to protect againsht larlsh and osher wild beashtsh!"

Cessillia nod at her brother's words, then smiles at the butcher "Sho, how mush for your meat?"

The Butcher: "I love a woman with curves" Grinning evilily still staring at the raven haired woman while working the belt of his kilt.

Jimmy looks over his shoulder "Hmmm... a tavern would be good... I shink I could eat a shoup now or shomeshing... "

The Butcher: "Let me give you a piece each as a gift, for gracing me with your beauty, please choose your piece" Licking his lips he still stares at the raven haired beauty.

Cessillia smiles "Well, shat ish good, I hopesh one day you cansh afford on worshy of you" then smiling "I shink, some of shat prime bosk will be nice, I can make shome nice piecesh from itsh, I will shink of you ash I beat your meat" she says gently.

Susanna: "Ish mosht kind of you shir, Maybe shish little pieshe here," she points to a small sausage on the side of the table.

The Butcher laughing "Lady come back anything to beat my meat".

Jimmy frowns a bit as his oldest sister's lisping is coming back - always a sign of her being nervous or excited.

The Butcher: "Sir, the tavern is off around the corner, if you so desire, but I would like the assistance of your raven haired sister for the time you spend in the tavern." smiling.

Cessillia smiles at the butcher "Oh, I could show you ushesh for butter you never dreamt of", she says, then hands over a copper tarsk, "...and ash many shaushashesh ash shish will buy for Jimmy", she says smiling with love at her brother.

Jimmy frowns at the strange suggestion of the butcher,"Oh, I don't shink shat I should leave my shishter alone. If anyshing would happen to shem, my fasher would feed me to she verrsh!"

The Butcher frowning he stands tall and regally "Sir, I respect honour above all else!"

Jimmy nods "Shere'sh no doubt, Shir... But YOU are not she one shat would be feeded to she verrsh"

Susanna gasps a little at the gentleman's suggestion but is a little flattered at the same time, though usually she has to try a lot harder to get a man's attention. The captain of the ship has threatened to maroon them if she goes near him again.

Jimmy points over his shoulder "Sho... she tarven ish right shere, you shaid?"

Susanna lowers her eyes and stays behind her brother, but she can't help but wonder how much the man would expect as a dowry in a companionship.

The Butcher: "Yes around the corner is the tavern", turning away he seems disappointed at the lack of enthusiasm for assistance.

Jimmy looks at his sisters with a bit of frown in his eyes, much easier to herd his flock of verrs than his two sisters. "Do you hash everyshing, shishtersh? I can really do wish shome shoup and dry bread. My shtomach ish kinda nervoush"

Susanna: “Yesh, my brosher.”

Cessillia smiles, "Shank yoush, Shir", then lowering her eyes demurly "Yesh, my brosher"

The Butcher: "Of course, Sir, help yourself to the hot soup and the baked bread my girl made earlier".

Susanna looks up at the gentleman, taking in his firm body and handsome face. "Shafe Pash", she says softly.

Jimmy nods to the butcher "Well, shen.. shank you, Shir. I am shure my shishtersh will cook she shaushashesh later nishely. Shafe pash to you and be wellsh!"

The Butcher: "Safe journeys Ladies and Sir, enjoy your time in the tavern".

Susanna smiles once more at the man then hurries after her brother.

Jimmy looks around and scratches his head, then his butt "Hmmm... whish corner?"

Cessillia smiles and waves prettly at the man, sad that he never answered whether he was free for her sister to companion

Jimmy: “Ish shish it?”

Susanna: “Ish shish the tavern, ish it shafe for a free woman, my brosher”

Cessillia breathes a sigh of relief having found her brother and sister again.

Susanna: “Oh shere you are, Sheshi, don't get losht.”

Jimmy walks around, more searching for the harbour then a tavern, scolding a bit with his sisters "I don't shink a butsher ish a good companion, shishstersh. You should not hash flirtet sho mush wish him."

Susanna: “I shink you are right, brosher.”

Jimmy: “Shure... free meat would be nishe, but I shink his shaushashe wash tiny. Sho he can't be a wealshy butsher wish shush a tiny shaushashe!"

~Jimmy, Sheshi and Suzy meet a slave girl as they wander the city~

Jimmy: “Greetingsh.”

Susanna: “Greetingsh.”

Slave girl: nods to the free and walks on.

Cessillia smiles and nods to the people as they pass.

Jimmy: “Oh, I shink shat ish she tavern. But where ish she harbour wish our ship? Oh... over shere!" points to his right

Susanna: “Ish over shere. Greetinsh, girl”

Slave girl: “Greetings, Master and Mistresses.”

Susanna: "You will catsh a cold in shat frock"

Slave girl: “May I help You with anything, please?”

Cessillia smiles at the girl "Oh, pleashe don't kneel, you will hurtsh your kneesh."

Slave girl: “Yes Mistress.”

Jimmy stops as he notices, that his sisters aren't following him. He returns and sees the slave girl on the ground "Oh, greetingsh, girl."

Susanna nods. "And you will getsh cold."

Slave girl smiled at them, "The sun is warm here most days, Mistress.”

Jimmy nods "But it'sh windish here."

Susanna: “Ish very windy.”

Jimmy adds "... at she docksh. I am Shimmy of she ClanBloch . Sheshe are my shishtersh Sheshy and Shushy "

Susanna smiles and waves at the girl

Slave girl: “I am very happy to meet You, Master and Mistresses. My Master calls me Selia

Jimmy: “We were coming to buy and shell, but we notished, shat you hash different currenshy here...... Sho we shusht look around your nishe shity until our ship shetsh shailsh again.”

Selia: “Yes, Master, can I help You find something, Master?”

Susanna: "Ish shere a nishe plashe we can get shome shoup or shome shtew?

Jimmy scratches his chin "Hmmm... you know anyone to buy verr-sheeshe? Or woolsh? My shishtersh are very good bakersh too..."

Selia: “There is a cafe near here, Master, and an Inn if you wish sleep. I am sorry I do not think the merchants are here right now but You might want to ask some of the citizens.”

Jimmy: “Hmmm, shome shoup would be fine. We can't shtay she night or she ship will shail wishout ush.” Jimmy’s eyes rest on the slave-girl, pleased that she's not so skinny as the most kajirae they usual see, but then he catches his sisters dagger-throwing glances - as they always complain he spends the money of their dowery for kajirae - and he looks in another direction.

Cessillia watches her brother's glance linger on the Kajira for a moment, then thinks to herself that it is an improvement on Verr

Selia just smiles, watching them, "I am here if you need anything, Master and Mistresses, I am happy to help.” She smiled at her. "Thank You, Mistress, one of my duties here is to help all visitors to the Port if they need anything at all.”

Jimmy looks left and right "Sho... where can we getsh shome shoup? Or can we make a fire shusht around here shomewhere? I shink my shishtersh can make shome shoup shemshelvesh!"

Selia: “There are tables at the Cafe, Master, if You wish to sit.”

Susanna: “We can cooksh shome food here for ourshelvesh. My brosher, Jusht build me a fire and I am shure Sheshi hash a pot in her bag.”

Jimmy: “Oh, fine! I am shearshing shome wood for a fire.”

Susanna: “Shank you brosher. Shusht here will be fine I shink, Sheshi.”

Jimmy collects some wood from the ground around the city-trees, then returns with his arm full of logs to his sisters.

Cessillia rumages round in her back, "I shink I has shome sul in hersh...."

Jimmy: “Ish not mush... ish no foresht near... but ish enough for a little fire, I shink.”

Susanna: “Shank you Shimmy.”

Selia watches and listens to them with great interest. She looks around to see if anyone else is near.

Susanna piles the wood up a little and then places her pot over it. She searches for a fire-lighter and hands it to her brother.

Jimmy takes the firelighter from his sister and tries to make a fire... blowing on the logs as the first flames rise. Shere, Shishtersh!”

Susanna puts some suls in to the pot and some carrots and corn and stirs.

Jimmy reaches a candy to the nice, helpful girl

Selia smiled and took the candy, she put it in her pouch to make sure her Master will let her have it first "thank You very much, Master"

~A Warrior arrives ~

Warrior smiles at Slave girl "Tal free"

Jimmy looks up nibbling at the chocolate cookie his sister handed him. He looks to the warrior and raises his hand "Tal, Shir!"

Susanna turns hearing footsteps behind her, "Oh," she cries looking the warrior up and down. "Greetings, Shir"

Cessillia smiles noticing the warrior approach "Greetingsh," and nudges their brother to introduce them

Jimmy after the experience with the butcher steps protectively before his sisters "I am Shimmy of she Clan Bloch. Sheshe are my shishtersh - Sheshy and Shushy."

Warrior, looking at each carefully, looking the young male over closely. "Is there anything you need?"

Susanna peers around her sister, a warrior is much better than a butcher. ... but he would probably want much more in a dowry.

Jimmy points over his shoulder to the ship in the harbour "Our ship hash anchored here, sho we shought we can make shome tradesh... but you hash a different currenshy... “- he smiles as he loves this complicated word he learned - "... sho we are shusht looking around your nishe shity!"

Cessillia nods "It'sh a pretty shity!"

Jimmy still dreaming of becoming a tarnsman since he saw a tarn the other day asks the warrior "Do you hash tarnsh here in she shity, Shir?"

Warrior: nods "Well, I think you will find the port most accommodating and welcoming to new business"

Jimmy frowns a moment and whispers to his sisters - his enthusiasm for complicated words suddenly downed confronted by another one -: "What doesh aka... akomadating meansh?"

Susanna blinks at her brother, "I shink it meansh shey want ush to shtay in sheir houshe.”

Jimmy whispers back "Oh!" then "... and why not shusht shay sho?"

Warrior listening close to the strange speach "What city do you hail from" smiles, weakly

Susanna: “Oh we not from a shity, we ish from villash.”

Cessillia frowns "No, it meansh shey liksh shetting up datesh for she low cashte." She looks excited at the prospect

Jimmy smiles "Oh... ish not a shity... shusht our villish in she norshern woodsh... But we not hail! We are honorable shepherdsh! We do not shingsh like shat!"

Susanna: “Ish big villash, wish lotsh of verr and about shikstty of our family. shons and daughtersh, neishesh and nephewsh.”

Warrior: "So your from the north, a large village?"

Susanna: “We ish looking for a compainon for our brosher Shimmy," she continues, now she started talking she can't stop. "A nishe well fed girl to increash our clan. Ten or fifteen shildrensh would be good.”

Cessillia nods gesturing to the girl "Likesh shat one, but whish more meat on her bonesh."

Susanna: “Yesh much more meat on her bonesh

Jimmy growls at his sister and corrects her "No, we ish looking for tradesh and good companionsh for my shishtersh. - Do you hash a companion, Shir?"

Selia shivers hearing her talk and she just stays near to the Master.

Warrior: "Well we do not sell free women here" He grins choosing to ignore the question, as any good scarlet would.

Susanna: “Now Shimmy, you know we needsh to find a nishe girl for you.” She looks shocked at the warrior. "Shell a free woman? How can you shell a free woman? She ish free!"

Warrior smiles "Exactly my point"

Jimmy throws his sisters some threatening glances as they try to marry him, hissing to them "I told you, shishtersh, I am too young to get a companion! I wanna become a tarnshman!!!"

Susanna: “We are looking for a free companion for my brosher, not a shlave girl, shir!”

Jimmy shakes his head "No, we are not!"

Warrior: 'Well then, your going about it all wrong" shakes head, tiring of this meeting.

Susanna tossles his hair affectionately. "Of courshe you do, dear, but who would look after your Verr?"

Jimmy frowns and mumbles "Hmmm... shat ish true"

Cessillia looks horrified at the suggestion of a free women being sold "Yesh, we are hoping to findsh a nishe lady for him to woo" then admittingly "And maybe a companionsh for my shishter"

Susanna lifts her head not sure but thinking that she heard the bell of the ship.

Jimmy pricks his ears "Hmmm... wash shat she bell of she ship? I hope shey not shail wishout ush.... AGAIN!"

Susanna : “I shink it wash, my brosher.” She looks across the dock to the ship and sees the man hurrying about it.

Cessillia frowns "Shat captain, alwaysh sho foreshful"

Jimmy: "How do we get over shere? Ish it shis way?", points to the bridge and looks at the warrior, then at the slave

Warrior smiles...trying to keep calm, clavius is a true scarlet, but still. that strange feel overtaking him when meeting such as these three, why if claviuos could he would remove his helm and bash it against his very own skull, just to make the pain and noise stop...:"Well you would have to walk back the way you came?" smiles

((At this point he tried to attack Jimmy with no reason, but it didn't work as the SIM uses a different combat-hud))

Susanna smiles to herself. Maybe they could see that nice butcher again for a few minutes.

Cessillia smiles "Well, I shink my brosher wash hoping wish your fine warior shkillsh you would know she quickest way, after all, shey know shere shities sho well"

Susanna looks up at the ship. "Shat wash definitely the bell Shimmy"

Jimmy shrugs "Well, come, shishtersh. Shtranshe landsh ish sheshe.. and shtranshe akshent!". He gives the slave-girl a warm smile, not deigning the warrior a look and giving up his vision of becoming a tarnsman.

Susanna : “Shafepathsh shir.”

Selia: “I wish You well, Master and Mistresses.”

Susanna: “Wrap up warmer little one.”

Warrior: nods, still feeling the desire and noise inside "Well walking is the fastest way to get there, I assure you."

((note from Jimmy: A serious question: When you don't like other people's roleplay - for what reason ever - then why do you interrupt their roleplay with others, being rude and forcing them to leave? Is this the way you want to increase traffic and RP on your SIM? After all the warrior approached us - not the other way round! After this experience we can NOT recommend Port Cos as a welcoming Gor Sim. However this man might be an exception, where other people - like Selia - were nice and welcoming))

~Passing strangers and returning to the Impress~

Susanna: “You will cahsh cold.”

Stranger: “No?”

Susanna nods in greetings to the man standing talking to his girl.

Jimmy passing by nods to the man and the girl "Greetingsh", and continues his way to the docks

Slave girl: Slips over to the boot of the Master as the strangers pass.

Jimmy: “Where's Sheshy?”

Susanna shouts: “Sheshi? Ah here she ish.”

Cessillia catches up with her brother and sister on the Impress and they all settle down in their cabin ready for new adventures.

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