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WEEK THREE MINGLE
ahnkeen: week 3 mingle
in the sands of time
in the sands of time
32 Remain
Waking up this morning will reveal some unfamiliar surroundings. The soft ripples of the canals and dulcet tones of otamatone fade from your ears, replaced by a steady, dry breeze and the ambient noise of the local populace filtering in through open windows. Another thing you'll notice is that it's warm - very warm. Light dress is recommended here.
You all awaken in your beds—although they aren't the beds that you found yourself falling asleep in previously, and you might not even see the same face as you had the previous night. But one by one, as you filter out, you find yourselves in a house, a bit on the older side but still comfortable. The decor is neutral and inoffensive, much like you'd expect of a place that sees many visitors.
Unlike the previous worlds you've visited, Ahnkeen is a bustling, busy place, full of people of all sorts - and not all are human, so please check your biases at the door. Though the world around them is dry and scarce of resources, the market town itself is alive and well, business booming, and the merchants here keep a close eye on their wares in case of any thieves.
Traversing down the streets of the housing district are the Temporals. For the most part they seem ready to receive everyone. Throwing their hands into the air and meandering down Rameel will be spearhead the introductions this time—their puma daemon trailing behind them. As an extra treat, they'll even seem to have their “black box” from previous with them this fine morning on full blast.
"Hello, hello everyone! WELCOME TO AHNKEEN!! The home to the great markets...probably. I hope more of you are used to these scenery changes by now, and by popular demand are your favorite Temporals. We've changed the set for the hat trick, but we won't stop there."
Satariel is standing close to Yomiel, their undercloak absent and their daemon raven-formed on their shoulder - it squawks after Rameel yells the welcome, but they offer everyone a warm smile. They do reach over to... turn down the "black box" of Rameel's, without looking, smile still intact. "For those of you that kept your things from previous worlds, especially the treasure from our adventures underwater, you might find that they come in handy here. We are in a market, after all."
The last Watcher has also shed their undercloak, staring at Rameel while their polecat daemon chitters. "Anyway," they turn to the rest with a vague gesture at Satariel. "Try not to steal too much this time. The last few worlds were pretty quiet, but you might run into trouble with the locals here if you keep that up."
With the new week, travelers will find that they are no longer connected physically and emotionally to another participant. As opposed to being drawn to one person in particular, they'll find themselves with the need to be physically close to any other participant they speak to. Go on, hold their hand, get your snuggle on - it'll make you feel better. This effect lasts all week.
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Good morning, sir! These items are all for sale?
[She came for the tea packets, but she's eyeing that kitty cat.]
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[He’s joking. Hopefully.]
... I could be convinced to do some trade, maybe, for the right price however?
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[He considers the offer of deep sea crab, tapping his chin.]
Think I’m alright on the seafood front. Goes bad quick out here too. Anything else?
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[She taps her chin.]
I can cook, sew . . . I have an encyclopedia about an entirely different world! I could copy passages for you. I prepare tea well. I am decently capable at picking pockets. I can also give legal advice.
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Alright, now we’re getting somewhere. We can probably work something out. Money is completely overrated. What is it you’re hoping to get out of this deal?
[He pulls over some of the tea bags ... and he picks up the kitty cat doll and wiggles it a bit. It’s dancing. Look how cute it is.]
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[She's looking at the kitty cat. It's so cute. Look at its precious face.]
Oh, he is so darling. Actually, it is one of my lifelong dreams to own two cats.
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[Frumpkin keeps dancing.]
Can get you halfway there. How’s your legal advice on import and export taxes?
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[She taps her jaw, and then suddenly something occurs to her.]
Wait! The crabs have gemstones on them. Do you like gemstones, Captain Tealeaf? Perhaps that would be an acceptable exchange?
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What? Yes, obviously. Who doesn’t? I’d have started with that one!
[ He will ... make a little stack of teabags. IDK a dozen or something, they are just a nice green tea. And then puts Frumpkin on top of the pile too. Pushing it over.]
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[Turning to run!]
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Better bring the really good gems! There’s been a run on cats this morning!
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. . . This is all I have. Will it be sufficient?
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[Looking them over carefully, as if he’s actually inspecting them.]
Sure, that’ll do. A few points off for the strong smell, but it’ll work.
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Oh, and I brought you something else! [It's a jacket!]
What might you give me for that?
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With the stink gems and the coat?
[LOOKING AROUND ... ]
Could toss in [Gestures at the sparkly magic wand.] Wand of Smiles? Or, hm. [Gestures at the arrow case ... ] If you think you could handle it.
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