RP channel logs: Aelida, Czrel

[RP]: (Aelida): the sun streamed brightly through the window into Aelida's room in the Wanderer's clan hall. She woke up as it hit her face. Groaning she sat up slowly.
[RP]: Aelida says 'OHH not morning already.'
[RP]: Aelida yawns.
[RP]: (Aelida): struggling out of the bed, she wanders to the wash basin, cleans up and throws on her clothes.
[RP]: Aelida opens the door to her room, looking around she sets off out of the hall.
[RP]: Aelida says 'Hem where to go?'
[RP]: (Aelida): Aelida decides to wander around Sendar, she has the best of intentions but by noon she finds herself fall back into old habits. She's in a tavern drinking by noon.
[RP]: Aelida says 'Ahh this is the life'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): A hooded man watches Aelida from another table.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): As she drinks mug after mug of ale, he could sense that she is missing out something. Something.. addictive.
[RP]: Aelida drinks her ale, wishing she knew where the local 'Nyissan' was.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): The man gets up and walks over towards the Algarian woman.
[RP]: Aelida motions over the barmaid.
[RP]: Aelida says 'Can you tell me where I can find a Nyissan?'
[RP]: (Aelida): the barmaid looks around nervously and shakes her head
[RP]: Aelida says 'Bah what kinda town is this anyway?'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'Don't bother finding a Nyissan,' a low voice calls out to Aelida from her behind.
[RP]: Aelida looks around.
[RP]: Aelida says 'Heh?'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): The hooded man begins to offer a vial of whitish fluid to Aelida.
[RP]: Aelida says 'Ahh I see you know what I need. Thanks, friend, how can I pay you?'
[RP]: Aelida leans closer to the man looking at him suggestively.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): The man remains covered. 'I'll bring you to somewhere exciting.'
[RP]: Aelida says 'I have many talents in which to pay you.'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): He nods.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): Then he beckons for the Algarian to follow.
[RP]: Aelida follows the hooded man, carrying the vial in her pocket.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): The barmaid sighs as the suspicious pair exits the tavern.
[RP]: Aelida opens the vial as she follows her new 'friend'.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): The cloaked man shuffles quickly through the midday Sendarian streets. 'Swift, into the alley,' he tells Aelida.
[RP]: Aelida says 'Ah styx, if it's as good as it looks you're in for a good time sweetie.'
[RP]: Aelida drinks the liquid that's in the vial.
[RP]: Aelida sighs contentedly as the euphoria takes effect.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): The unidentified man smirks in content.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'Styx, one quaff and the truth speaks for itself.'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): The man forcefully pins the weakened Algarian to the wall.
[RP]: Aelida finds her clothes a little warm and begins to loosen the buttons on her dress.
[RP]: Aelida says 'Whoah a frisky one!'
[RP]: Aelida giggles uncontrollably
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'All I need to know is information, Algar druggie,' the hooded man whispers.
[RP]: Aelida says 'Ok but lemme tell ya, I didn't mean to cheat that turnip farmer...'
[RP]: Aelida says 'He gave me some bad stuff so when he was sleeping i took his coin bag.'
[RP]: Aelida says 'And he smelled.'
[RP]: Aelida giggles.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): The cloaked fellow remains expressionless.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'I only need to know if you have seen Murgos peddling drugs,' he inquires the intoxicated Aelida.
[RP]: Aelida says 'But that Asturian, oh man he was the worst, he had the most unsavoury habits..'
[RP]: Merchant Czrel stares at the sky.
[RP]: Aelida says 'Lemme tell ya the best are the Mimbrates; their women are so stuffy. I just put on a little show and man they tip me hundreds!'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'Stupid Styx,' the hooded Czrel mutters. 'A little too much truth.'
[RP]: Aelida says 'Wait, you said Murgos?'
[RP]: Merchant Czrel nods.
[RP]: Aelida tries to focus.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'Yes, focus!' Czrel begins to lose patience.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): Once in a while, the hooded Drasnian peers around to see if there were eavesdroppers.
[RP]: Aelida says 'Well, if you mean the merchant guildsmen from Rak Goska, I have seen them. They only wanna sell me my stuff... I can't make any money off them.'
[RP]: Aelida says 'I even offered a two for one deal and man they still said no.'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'What were they selling?' Czrel asks.
[RP]: Aelida says 'I mean who wouldn't wanna buy me for a night?'
[RP]: Merchant Czrel grins evilly.
[RP]: Aelida opens the front of her dress.
[RP]: Aelida says 'I look beautiful, right?'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): The Drasnian looks away, his face flustering like a cherry.
[RP]: Aelida begins to cry.
[RP]: Aelida says 'I mean, my Gallia she always told me I was as beautiful as the sunshine.'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'Put those... things away before I knife you, Algar whore,' Czrel threatens. 'I only want information about Murgos.'
[RP]: Aelida says 'Murgos? '
[RP]: (Aelida): Aelida, struggling as she tries to focus her thoughts, tells the man all about her suppliers and the wide range of drugs they have.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): Czrel tries to concentrate while remaining half embarrassed having to look at the woman's bare breasts.
[RP]: Aelida says 'Is that what you wanted sweetie?'
[RP]: Aelida says 'Or is there something else I can do for you?'
[RP]: Merchant Czrel blushes. The deep red crimson on his face can match that of an apple.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'That'll.. That'll be all,' Czrel stammers.
[RP]: Aelida shakes her head as the fog clears.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): Unable to bear it any longer, Czrel begins to move his hands to help the groggy woman button back her dress.
[RP]: Aelida says 'What the hell was in that? What happened?'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): The Drasnian suddenly stops, his hands on the woman's chest.
[RP]: Aelida looks at the Drasnian whose hands are right on her breasts.
[RP]: Aelida says 'Well didya at least have a good time?'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'Nothing of what you thought! He retracts both his hands and exclaims in embarrassment.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): Ironically, the dress front limply falls off and once again reveals her assets.
[RP]: Aelida says 'Really? I must be slipping. I thought I was at least a fair to middling.'
[RP]: Aelida says 'You know what you look like a nice boy, wanna have another go?'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): The hooded Drasnian reaches into his pocket and digs out another vial.
[RP]: Aelida says 'More? for me?'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'No, I have no time to whore around,' Czrel says flatly. 'This is a good medicine to drive away addiction.'
[RP]: Merchant Czrel slips the greenish vial into the woman's trembling hands.
[RP]: Aelida says 'Addiction? I have no idea what you're talking about.'
[RP]: Aelida looks unbelievingly at the vial.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'You can't lie to me,' the Drasnian stares at the woman. 'Although I was an Academy drop out...'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): He stops halfway through his words.
[RP]: Aelida lloks at the Drasnian, tears coming to her eyes.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'You are a beautiful Algarian girl,' Czrel gently touches Aelida's face. 'Don't bury yourself in this hell hole of drugs and sex.'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): With that, the hooded fellow turns to leave the alley.
[RP]: Aelida says 'But it's all I know.'
[RP]: Aelida sobs.
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): 'I might come back to you someday,' Czrel chuckles. 'So long!'
[RP]: (Merchant Czrel): The Drasnian darts away into the faceless Sendarian crowd.
[RP]: (Aelida): as she looks at the vial a brief hope rose in her heart. She has found a place to live Shinara assured her that. And a way to escape her hell.
[RP]: (Aelida): Gathering herself back together, Aelida resolved never to take a customer to her bed. Walking back to the clan hall, the midday sun was hanging high above Aelida's head. Perhaps it was a good time for a nap.
[RP]: Aelida giggles.
[RP]: Aelida mutters 'Ok this woulda been handy earlier... lol.'

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