Portraits For a Price (Open)

[Seraphine Felstar]

(I wrote this before Sass posted his but I got busy with the baby. I think it still works though since her first paragraph ends by talking to Sass. Of course... it is 3:37am so forgive me if I'm wrong ^^

 

"I'll bring you another drink." Cassondra smiled at the woman as she placed her pencil on the table. Placing her left hand flat against one page of her sketch pad, she tore the right side free from the book with her other. Then she repeated the action with the page after that. Standing up from her chair she went to the table next to her and placed the first portrait in front of the Miqo'te with a smile, "As promised. I'll be back to settle with you once I get our other friend a drink. You're next, Sass."

 

She turned again from the large table of patrons and back to where the old woman was seated alone. Taking the woman's glass she said quietly, "It must... be lonely sometimes having to deal with that by yourself. Treasure or curse I think you handle it better then most could."

 

With that she laid the second portrait down on the woman's table and walked away quietly to get her a refill.

 

(The picture of Seraj shows her holding up one hand with three dice, oddly all with 7's showing, stacked on top of each other between her index and middle finger. She is winking one eye and a slight glimmer in her other one. Instead of a smirk on her face she's smiling as if she is letting everyone in on a good joke and in the bottom right hand corner are written the words, "Good luck needs no explanation." The picture of Az shows her in a battle pose, wielding her cane as if it were a sword. While her face bore the same wrinkles as the woman everyone saw, there is the slight glimmer of youth and kindness in her eyes. However, instead of a frown, a grin that heralds a warning to those who cross her. Beneath the detailed drawing of the necklace were the words, "It takes courage to become who you really are.")

[Kashemia]

Seraj smiled back at Siva, though it was closer to a smirk.

"I'm Seraj. And ah well, a bit of scandal hasn't hurt anyone, has it?" she continued, glancing quickly at the Elezen, Siva had talked about.

 

When Sondra placed her drink and the drawing in front of her, she took a gulp of the drink before looking at the drawing, then grinned.

"That's great, kid, I'm very impressed. How much do I owe you?" she asked, reaching for her pouch, then pulling out a brooch, shaped as a small golden leaf and held it up between two fingers where it caught the light.

"Will this cover it? I don't really wear trinkets like this myself..."

[Renaise]

Renaise took another swig of his ale, then stretched, cracking his neck again he smiled at Cassondra. "Certainly have some talent there... and I don't mean just the drawing, very... insightful."

 

Renaise looked over at the trinket that Seraj had on display. "Seems a weird thing for a sailor to have had... or was that from a previous unlucky contestant?" Renaise smirked. "You know? I actually feel in the mood for a dance... might be the ale talking though..." he chuckled and took another glug.

[Kima wolf]

He looked over at Sivamet as she came to sit down at his table and gave her a nod, taking a rather long drink from his mug of ale, almost finishing off before leaning back.

 

"Ah, well, it would seem ah'm not alone anymore heh, glad ye could make it out te' join me. What brings ya over here anyhow?" He asked her as he motioned for the barmaid to come to his table.

 

"Refill please," he said as he gave the woman a nod.

 

"As fer what ah'm doin, jus wanted te' come by and see how tings are ran ere', looks like they have quite ah few extra tings' goin on, artwork, storytellers, and free drinks. Makes fer quite a packed house." He said and rubbed his chin as he looked around the tavern, his eyes focusing on each patron at the table he just left before returning to Sivamet.

 

"That group dere, they are ones te' watch, ah' sure somethin' interestin will happen to them soon enough, mark my words, especially te' Hyur, she has the most interestin taste in jewery." He said with a grin

[Tyriont]

The man calling himself Marneus rolled his eyes and returned to his original seat, replacing his hood properly along the way. The young fool had driven the old woman off and he was unlikely to learn more now. No matter, it would have likely been a fruitless line of inquiry anyway. Almost as soon as he settled himself again, the bone reappeared from inside his sleeve and resumed the dance between his fingers. A few moments later, the door swung open and a cheery blonde Hyur Midlander man entered, spying the table and hopping into the seat opposite the hooded man. A satchel clanked noisily at his side as he grinned in greeting.

 

"Evening D...sorry, "Marneus" he said with a wink. "Got your stuff right 'ere. I'm assuming you're gonna want to inspect it before paying like always, but I gotta insist you do it right 'ere. 'ad some try and run out on me without payment." He pulled the satchel into his lap and unlatched it, passing three small vials across the table. "Just some small samples. Got the rest in the bag if they're to your liking. Tak your time." The hooded man set the three vials in front of him and uncorked each one in turn. The first contained a white, powdery substance which he dipped his finger into and tasted with a nod. The second was filled with a deep red liquid, this one he examined with a quick sniff. The third and final vial was home to a viscous green goo. He held it up to the light and peered through it, checking for translucency.

 

"They appear to be...acceptable. The quality on this" he said, holding up the third vial "is somewhat lacking. It shall be sufficient for current needs, but I would suggest that you take care to improve the quality of your goods should you wish to continue our business arrangement."

[Sivamet]

Siva chuckled softly at Seraj "nice to meet ya" she said as her ale was delivered and she paid the barmaid before looking at Kima.

 

"I was aquiring some items for the Underground's forge that needed my personal approval and was on my way back rather when I heard the music. Figured another tavern so here I am"

 

She gazed around at each of the bits of entertainment he pointed out before her eyes fell on the table he nodded toward and she flipped her braid back over her shoulder and nodded

"yea I can see why they'd be busy. Should see if Rosine knows a story or two. Perhaps hold storytellin contests for your patrons to spin their yarns yea?"

 

she took a long pull of her ale as she watched the table momentarily he had just pointed out her violet gaze turning meeting his "Oh does she now?" returning his grin.

[Kashemia]

Seraj sent Renaise a smile, as the trinket disappeared into her hand.

"No, it was not from a sailor, this one. Sometimes you just have to be at the right place at the right time," she winked at him, then cocked her head to one side.

"You dance? I would be amused to see that."

[sassaroth]

Sass nodded to Cassandra, "Ah, thank you very much, I never really had a picture of myself on in with out the words WANTED somewhere." He said emphasizing the word wanted with his hands. He shrugged a bit "but that is past me now I hope." A brief shadow pasted in front of his eyes but Sass returned quickly to his smile. "no chocobos in the picture though. Vile creatures are plotting to take over the world, I can just feel it. " He said with sincerity.

 

Sass turned his chair to Cassy and tried to sit still. When that failed he reverted to trying not to giggle and making a few odd faces.

[Hayden]

She kept to herself, only breifly nodding or sending a look here and there when spoken to both by the strange fish smelling man, and the bar keep. Her ears kept attuned to the conversations going on around her however. The seemingly shady dealings with the curious Elezen, and of course what spiked her attention the most. The mention of wanted posters.

 

Her lips scrunched and her eyes narrowed for a moment. So this one was wanted, it didn't matter where really. Her mind flashed to ideas such as collecting bountys or perhaps blackmail...surly there was some way she could profit from this? If Sassaroth was wanted BADLY ENOUGH...it could be well within her interests to keep an eye open for the right moment.

 

But for now she would just enjoy her drink, and perhaps mull over the possability. With a quick shake of her head she brought herself back to the moment. Drinking her ale much slower now, as she peered around with interest now.

[Seraphine Felstar]

Cassondra smiled at Seraj and the red-headed Elezen, "Thanks for the compliments!". When Seraj presented the gold leaf as payment, Sondra's green eyes would widen to the point of nearly falling out of her head, "Wow! That's so pretty! I really love it, thanks!"

 

After affixing the brooch to her dress and filling Kima's glass she sat down in her chair and began her sketch of Sass. Every so often she checked over her shoulder to see if the old woman had noticed her portrait.

[Kashemia]

Seraj grinned widely.

"You're welcome, that portrait is worth it. Thanks for your time," she said and raised her mug a bit before taking a drink from it.

[sassaroth]

Sass sat nervously in his chair. He felt a bit embarrassed, more so as he thought about how he would pay for such a piece of art. Thoughts tumbled trough his head of his mischievous past and daring escapes from piety crime. As he placed his hands in his pockets for the third time he felt something that might be of worth.

 

He grinned wide knowing perhaps he new trade might come in useful, and his first piece he could give away to such a fine girl. With hope in his heart he giggled a bit and tried not to fidget too much. "I hope it looks well, but seriously, please do not put wanted on it. " sass said with unmasked concern. "I been getting over that."

[Tyriont]

The hooded man's contact took a bag of gil that had been placed on the table and left the satchel in place, quickly moving out of the tavern. Slipping the vials inside his robe, the hooded man carefully placed the satchel over his shoulder and stood to leave, scanning the room one last time as he left. His gaze lingered momentarily on the red-headed Elezen by the card table. He was certain the man matched a description he had heard some time ago and it vexed him that he was unable to place it. Ensuring his hood was firmly in place, he turned and pushed the door open to leave. There was no time to dwell on odd feelings, much work needed to be done.