[Syliras Location] The Great Bazaar

by **Chale** on September 16th, 2011, 3:53 am

Day 87, Summer, 511 AV

Chale never really liked Syliras, in fact the only reason he came this time was to buy new gear. He grew up in this city, him and his father surviving on there own.When his father died he left, and just never came back. He really dislikes the corrupt government and the so called "knights", but the sour memories are his main hatred.

He had entered the bazaar for just things things he needed, he didn't want to stay long. First he needed enough food to last him a month, mostly pickled and jerked foods so they will last. He would soon be traveling again, going wherever he can find work, maybe he would escort caravans or go down south to Cyphrus. He would also require a horse, a weapon, and general things needed for surviving the wild. After about an hour he was ready to leave, he had purchased to be picked up at the stables with the rest of his stuff. He had spent several seasons pay on these items.

Secret :

Character sheet · by **Leo** on January 28th, 2012, 4:36 am

[transaction canceled, which I assume is ok since it hasn't been modded yet. :3]

by **Gunho Ma** on January 31st, 2012, 12:53 am

Winter 24, 511 AV

Gunho came to the bazaar with a certain item he wanted to obtain. He'd done his research, asked around and a few well-built men had helpfully given him suggestions of what he needed and a crude regimen that he had to follow to meet his ends.

Looking for what he wanted to find was no easy task however, the place was so vast and there were so many people that it was easy to lose one's self in the crowd. Eventually though he did find what he was looking for, a body building set, slightly used in decent condition.

He quickly conversed with the merchant and a price of twenty-five golden mizas were agreed upon. Gunho left the place a proud new owner of a set of training equipment... he just hoped he'd find time to use them.

Transaction:
-25gm Body Building Equipment

by **Sha Vandor** on April 27th, 2012, 2:03 am

Sha began to wander the Bazaar, looking for a few pieces of equipment. He had wandered for what seemed hours until he found an Isur displaying his wares and racks. Sha leaned in some, Suv by his side, his red eyes gleaming at his master and friend's face. Sha looked at him for a moment before going back to bartering. He looked from spot to spot on the racks, first looking at a Bec-de-Corbin. He shied away from it. "Not really my style, right Suv?" He said in a cheery tone, a bark coming from his midnight colored dog. He smiled happily. He strolled around for a few minutes, before finding his perfect match. A beautifully crafted Estoc longsword fit for a knight. He picked it up. It was well balanced. It was made of steel, and had a shining blade. He bought it, settling for 10 gold mizas. "Thank you" He said, displaying the sword to Suv.

transaction: -10 gold mizas.

by **Crypt** on September 22nd, 2012, 6:07 am

22nd of Fall, 512 AV

Fresh from his stop at the Ironworks, Crypt decided to visit the Great Bazaar to obtain some food items and perhaps some ink, a quill and parchment. Upon entering with his Strider, Maras, they were both momentarily overwhelmed by the cacophony and myriad smells within.

“What a blast, eh, Maras?”

Maras bumped his head gently in response, snorting.

“Alright, time to get some food.”

An hour later, they emerged from the deepest parts of the Great Bazaar, laden with foodstuffs for their meals, amounting to a total of 8 silver mizas.

“That was one Isur that would not stop bothering us to buy his gear. At least we lost him. Well, it's time to get some writing materials. Now, where could Qayala's Quill be- Aha! I've found it Maras! Isn't it wonderful? It's my first time here, but I managed to find all that I need in a rather short amount of time. I'm amazing! Let's go!”

Maras kicked his leg in a fit of disgust, ruining his good mood and exuberance.

Transaction: 8 Silver Mizas for assorted foodstuffs

by **Boren Amadaru** on October 19th, 2012, 6:36 am

Fall, day 49. 512AV

The merchant had set up his store in The Great Bazaar. He set out a little of everything he had. Including a box of swords marked 'Swords 3'.

Boren sat on a crate next to the box of swords, invisible to everyone, watching everything. He refused to leave his fathers sword for fear of another man coming and buying it. If that happened, Boren could lose it forever. And so he sat, absentmindedly pushing the sword left, then right, pausing every now and then to rest. Oh the life of a dead man can be so unexciting sometimes. I need an adventure...

by **Alari** on November 1st, 2012, 11:48 pm

The Bazar is buzzing with new sounds and smells for Alari. She can't help but sniff around the booths full of interesting items. The merchants shooed her away when they couldn't shake their suspicious. The child inside was just ooh-ing and ah-ing at everything she could see. Daring as she was, she reached out to pet a sleeping dog in a cage, who poked his head up and barked back at her.
The merchant shot an angry looked at her before she ran off to another booth.

Weapons! Weapons is what she needed today. She scanned the booth, looking at the daggers and bows that lay out on the tables and hang on their walls. A merchant previously bending over to tend to his boots now stood straight up to greet his costumer.

"Hello there young lady, what can I do ya for?" He asked adjusting his weapons on his table. His welcoming smile calming her anxious feeling.

"I'm looking for a long bow, arrows, a dagger, and maybe some gloves." Alari said looking at a list she wrote for herself that afternoon. A intrigued look struck the man.

"What are you going to do with all these Items young lady?" He raised an eyebrow at the young girl that stood before him.

"Hunt of course! I need to work on my tanning skills as well, I don't want to have to rely on people to patch up my clothes." She answered, poking a finger through one of the holes in her shirt.

"Sounds promising. Take you pick of anything you'd like." He laughed. Alari looked amongst the different shapes of daggers, bows, and arrows. Her eye was caught on a dagger with a face of a wolf carved into it. "How much for this? " The dagger bared the markings of her form, she had to purchase it.

"two gold miza's, standard price for an ordinary dagger." He said.

Alari thought this was great, a low price for a dagger that already had a calling towards her. She browsed through the weapons and eventually picked up a white long bow, 40 arrows, a quiver and a pair of leather gloves.

"Will that be all ma'm?" The man asked, totalling up the number. "Thats, two gold for the dagger, five gold for the gloves, seventy five for the longbow, and two golf for the forty arrows, and twenty for the quiver. Wow, that stacks up to 124 GM, you're one expensive young lady!" Alari then pulled out gold from her bag, a moment to count the only way she could (by five until) she got to 105. Noticing she gave one extra, he tossed the coin back to her and thanked Alari for her business.

Now with a glove on each hand, a quiver full of arrows, and a confident attitude Alari was on her way to success where she wanted it!

by **Grek** on November 2nd, 2012, 10:11 pm

57th of Fall 512 AV

Walking amongst the busy crowd, Grek scanned around for things he may need. He took a few moments to think about what he needed.

A dog for hunting

A dagger

A bow

Some Arrows

A quiver

A coat or cloak

Grek kneeled before a series of cages with dogs of every shape and size. A grey dog looked up at Grek with sad eyes before laying his head back down. "Aww come on that's no attitude to live in." Grek whispered into the cage.

"Can I help you young man?" The merchant said as he threw some feed to a bird. Grek stood up and gave a nod.

"You think you can find me a good dog? A loyal hunting dog, I'm looking to improve my skills as a hunter and thought I might need a little help and a companion," Grek said looking into the cages.

"Stay right there, I think I may have something." The merchant disappeared behind a curtain. A few moments of waiting before the man game back out with a leash behind him. "This is one fine dog, strong, loyal and bright." A dog pushed its way through the curtains, He was a big one, His coat a brownish orange, his snout was black, he was a heavy set dog, not an ounce of fat on him from what he saw. A mastiff, this dog was a mastiff with the best qualities of its breed.

"I'll take him! How much for him? " Grek said excitedly while coming down to pet the dog who wagged It's tail.

"15 gold, add another 3 and ill give ya his dish and a leash." He smiled.Not too bad of a price, Grek pulled out his coin pouch and gave the man his 18 gold mizas before taking his dog and walking to another booth.

"I'll name you Kane." Grek pet him as he walked. Soon they came to a booth with weapons. The man behind the counter looked at grek and his dog and sighed.

"What can I get you sir?" He asked. and with quick haste Grek pointed to everything he needed. A bow, a quiver, arrows, a dagger, but no cloak.
The man then totaled up the amount, and bagged the arrows and bow into the quiver. Not much conversation within this transaction, but atleast he got what he came for.

Now 138 GM out of his pocket he is satisfied with his purchases. A new friend, and equipment to start his journey. (Continued in WildLands)

by **Crypt** on November 8th, 2012, 4:39 am

74th of Fall, 512 AV (Late afternoon, the eighteenth bell)

Crypt strode through one of the bustling paths that criss-crossed the Great Bazaar, searching for a stall that sold footwear. Finally, his eyes alighted on a likely prospect, and he walked towards it, where the elderly proprietor greeted him warmly.

“Welcome to my humble shop, young one! Boots at dirt-cheap prices, and I guarantee that they'll last you for several seasons, or you can ask for your money back! Just take a look at these, sir.”

Crypt smiled faintly and bent down to peruse his goods. The old man watched his face closely, scanning for the hints of interest he could detect with all his years of experience of selling his products.

“I'll take this one. Looks quite sturdy.”

“Well, that'll be 3 silver mizas. But here's a pair that should fit you better, and only at 1 more silver miza.”

Crypt shook his head, and placed the coins on the old man's table. He made a short bow, and departed from the Great Bazaar.

by **N'all Rivent** on February 5th, 2013, 1:35 am

Winter 11, 512 AV

N'all walked through the bazaar, keeping an even stride as he scanned the goods of the many merchants. He was here to better prepare himself for combat, seeing as his weapon supply was rather small. Specifically he was here for armor, leather to be exact.

He passed by several more merchants before stopping at an armor salesmen. "What are you looking for young man," he said eyeing N'all. "Leather armor, dyed gray if you have any," N'all replied staring back at the man. The man turned and pulled a set of gray leather armor out of his stock, "Coin," he said, holding the armor away as he waited for payment. N'all placed the 15 gold mizas on the counter, took the armor, and wandered off to look for rest of what he needed.

He went through the same set of events with the other two merchants that he visited. At one merchant he brought a bright red hood(7.5cm), and at the other he bought a punching dagger(2gm).

After finishing his purchases he left for his camp, which he left clad in leather and cloth, a dagger hanging at his side.

Location [Syliras Location] The Great Bazaar