OldCity Newsletter 15 - 03/30/06
From FiranMUX
What's The Word
Everything is covered in a cold grey slush as a small figure makes her way along the stone bridge. Pausing as she reaches the apex, the young girl looks into the sluggish liquid oozing from under the bridge, as the water of canal heads toward the Ani River. A wavering shadow drifts along the surface of the moonlit water, until a soggy slushball breaks up the image. Before it can reassemble, Usha wipes her damp hands on her ragged cloak, and continues on to the Barnacle.
A wave of light, heat, and noise greets her as she opens the door to the rowdy inn, and it's several moments before she can spy a free seat. As it's close to the kitchen (and the fire), she's able to get the attention of one of the servers, "Mug of hot cider, an' a bowl a stew," she orders, pressing some stenis in the woman's hand before she can protest. Catching sight of Yelda, she grins, "Kept me a warm seat, I 'ppreciate th'thought." Yelda grunts, and drops a tray of mugs into a bin of soapy water, but she keeps an ear open for any news the messenger girl might drop as she warms up.
"Oy, so 'member that big d'livery I done, a few days 'go? Th'one where th'feckin mer din't e'en bother ta gi'e me no tip, e'en though I runn'd his feckin huge load a bear meat ta his house, ta his wife, an' stank up m'on'y clean tunic? An' m'hands was so greasy from all that meat, th'amphora I tried ta pick up an' d'liver dropped on me foot? Well, t'weren't broke, but it shore did hurt, an' bruises? Well, when my shift were o'er, I hobbled down ta th'Medical Clinic, an' ya know who took care a me? That haffie, Fannisha, ya know, th'one what's a priestess fer Unot? Huh, din't e'en know she could do that, thought she on'y workt on dead peoples... but she gived me yarrow tea fer th'bruisin, an' put some sorta gooey stuff on it fer the scraped up part, an' it got t'where it hardly hurt pretty dang quick. S'nice ta know there's someun fillin in since Moira's gone. Pakeera still helps those as comes ta her house askin fer help, but that'd be twice th'walk as ta th'clinic."
Yelda cuffs a busboy upside the head as he splashes ale on her rack of clean mugs, then growls, "I thought Fannisha'd gone an' run off?"
With her mouth half full of meat stew (really, don't ask what sort of meat, you DON'T want to know), Usha shrugs, then swallows the congealing bits of meat and roots, "Well, yah, but I think twere on'y cause a that Yori blowin off steam. She's done gone back ta th'temple, I heared tell. An' took that headbuttin brat a hers with her. Ya know someun were fool enough ta give him a practice blade? T'weren't bad enough gettin hit in th'stomach by him, now he's swingin a wooden sword - an' he's strong fer his size, too! I heared he scared the bejeezes outta some prince, who'd gone ta pay his respects ta Unot. Avahlon, I b'lieve it were... scared the you-know-what outta him!" Usha laughs aloud, slamming her fist against the table, but Yelda merely grunts, rewashing the mugs. When she's done, however, the barmaid picks up the kettle of hot cider and refills Usha's mug.
"Oh, an' speakin a comins an goins, I seen Farik round these parts agin. Din't git a chance ta talk wit him, but s'always good ta know 'nother one a us ain't dead." She lifts her mug in toast to Yelda, then takes a long swallow, her smile fading away as she recalls, her voice dropping to just above a whisper, "Oh, but ya done heared a that /other/ haffie, eh? That crazy one, what talked ta things what weren't there? An' lived outside, cause her pretend animals din't like ta go indoors? Reesa, yeah. She done got canalled, so Ise heared. Don't know nothin more bout it." She studiously finishes her meal, handing off her empty bowl to the server girl as she passes.
Not quite ready to brave the chill outside, Usha ponders for a few minutes, sipping her cider, "Oh yeah, so I heared Gilin Istems had her auction at the Gentleman's Club. (The Dove is dead, afterall.) Despite the location it was fitting for the young woman, as an all out brawl took place including Princes and the Viceroy himself. None of that deterred from Gilin, as she got a total of 12 million out the auction. Pre-tax..err tithe." Yelda scoffs, "What would /you/ do with that many stenis, eh? Prolly get 'em taken from ya, or waste 'em at th'Gambit." Usha scowls, but says nothing, perhaps dreaming of what she /would/ do with 12 million stenis. One of the busboys sniggers, "Bet she wouldn't come round here n'more, eh?"
Stretching as she stands up, Usha pulls her stained cloak over her shoulders, frowning at the thin spots where the fur has rubbed off. "Well, guess I'll be off, where's them thugs bin hangin out? I don' want ta meet 'em down th'alley. I don't know that they's listnin ta Beyzo nor anyun else these days..." Yelda tosses a few stenis to her largest busboy, who also has the largest mouth, "Go'n see she gits home safe, an' be quick 'bout it, else I'll ye'll be scrubbin' th'puke bucket fer a month... mebbe it'd learn ya ta keep yer thoughts ta yerself, eh? In any case, yer shift ain't o'er till th'whores come home."
11:05, 21 May 2007 (EDT)11:05, 21 May 2007 (EDT)11:05, 21 May 2007 (EDT)11:05, 21 May 2007 (EDT)KeliRie 11:05, 21 May 2007 (EDT)
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