Look who finally left the temple

[celticromanstone]

Who: Heather... and YOU
Where: Market place
When: I'm open.
Warnings: Heather is a blanket warning and I'm sorry not sorry.

There is a decided lack of drink around here. So, Heather has decided to go talk to the people in the marketplaces, to see if someone has some stashed somewhere that they'd be willing to share.

She, however, is finding it very hard to communicate with the people of Vernos Bay who keep giving her shiny rocks until her pockets are overflowing. She doesn't want rocks, she wants booze. There's not even a good cuppa around here!

So, come find her, and she might not hate you.

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[ichoosefight]

Steph deals with the people of Vernos Bay on a regular basis. Apparently they have no problem with there being nothing but instant coffee, and she feels obligated to help her high strung bapriesta with sales. Right now she has the store closed down so the both of them can take a fricken break.

So naturally she recognizes an outside when she sees one, and feels obliged to say hello.

"Hey! You're the rock lady, right?" Rock lady, earth god, either or. She's got an armful of rocks, she really can't complain.

[chaos_and_curls]

People keep avoiding him for some reason. Dodging into doorways, watching him with wide eyes. On occasion someone will toss a handful of sweets at him as if they're stones and they want him to go away. It's pretty off putting, if he'll be honest. But he's still too curious to be in much of a foul mood.

He does spot her though and gives her a charming enough smile.

"Hallo. How's it going?" Rather a banal attempt to start a conversation but he could use a jot of banality if it got him somewhere interesting.