Post by Spus on Apr 11, 2007 19:14:01 GMT -5
Too busy. Here be the thread where you can buy things and such, but because Stabs asked- City Background!
There's really nothing you can afford that Assuew wouldn't have, since it's basically mundanities at this point.
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The City of Assuew. Quite possibly the fourth largest city in the region, although why anyone would want to live in such a place is unknown. Ever since you've gotten here it's been unclimatically chilly, and it's been either been raining or gloomy out as well. The streets are filthy with garbage, domestic animal droppings, and mud, not letting you view what was once a fine cobblestone road. Everyone just looks at you with great suspicion or as if they were studying you for future use. Of further interesting note, thier appears to be no Uzinian guards patrolling the street, outside the horrible sight of a body in an alley you pass stripped of all it's valuables, but left with a defaced torn blue guard's tabard left decently over the poor sap's unmentionables. Even bloodthirsty robbers have some strange sense of decency, oddly enough. There are no stands that line the streets, and the reasoning soon becomes evident as you come across one produce stand that has long since been abandoned, with only a few rottten melons and apples lying about and the stand itself mostly destroyed. Most of the shops in the area seem to have some sort of bell implement with a hole so those inside can look outwards. Even the tavern views this as neccessary, as two very large and armed orcs work the door, checking you over and giving you a cautious eye as you find a table. There seems to be no loud rabble about this place, as most of the patrons are either keeping to themselves or speak with a low whisper to the people around them. The table next to you, as you sit down, stares at you for a moment, and then resumes thier conversation...apparently it's something about hair care products and fruit. A haggardly scornful looking middle aged woman approaches your table with a pen and a pad of paper. "What the hell do you people want?" she requests politely.
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There's really nothing you can afford that Assuew wouldn't have, since it's basically mundanities at this point.
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The City of Assuew. Quite possibly the fourth largest city in the region, although why anyone would want to live in such a place is unknown. Ever since you've gotten here it's been unclimatically chilly, and it's been either been raining or gloomy out as well. The streets are filthy with garbage, domestic animal droppings, and mud, not letting you view what was once a fine cobblestone road. Everyone just looks at you with great suspicion or as if they were studying you for future use. Of further interesting note, thier appears to be no Uzinian guards patrolling the street, outside the horrible sight of a body in an alley you pass stripped of all it's valuables, but left with a defaced torn blue guard's tabard left decently over the poor sap's unmentionables. Even bloodthirsty robbers have some strange sense of decency, oddly enough. There are no stands that line the streets, and the reasoning soon becomes evident as you come across one produce stand that has long since been abandoned, with only a few rottten melons and apples lying about and the stand itself mostly destroyed. Most of the shops in the area seem to have some sort of bell implement with a hole so those inside can look outwards. Even the tavern views this as neccessary, as two very large and armed orcs work the door, checking you over and giving you a cautious eye as you find a table. There seems to be no loud rabble about this place, as most of the patrons are either keeping to themselves or speak with a low whisper to the people around them. The table next to you, as you sit down, stares at you for a moment, and then resumes thier conversation...apparently it's something about hair care products and fruit. A haggardly scornful looking middle aged woman approaches your table with a pen and a pad of paper. "What the hell do you people want?" she requests politely.
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