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28.Mar.18, 11:09 PM
R’nd loved shopping.
What wasn’t to love? He got to browse wonderful creations, useful items, potential gifts, and clothes. The clothes was something he definitely loved a bit more than the other things, though gifts was a very close second. He missed having the latest style when he lived in exile and then in Katila. Once upon a time, he used to ask those who were allowed North to steal needed supplies or people, to grab him a new shirt or take notes on the latest style so someone like Kerrin could recreate it for him. Now that he had easy access to all of those luxuries again, R’nd was now of two minds. One was not to take for granted things that made life easier or even just what he already had. The other was to enjoy the chances he had to go to the shops and buy what was needed and maybe even just desired.
He knew they kind of contradicted each other but Ayyonth was fond of pointing out that R’nd was full of contradictions and the bluerider was okay with that.
Something else he liked about shopping was the socialising. It was something he had already spent a vast majority of the day doing. It was his free day and R’nd had spent part of the morning mingling with some of the folk working in the lower caverns and then hopped down to Telgar Hold to see what was new there. A delightful lunch was spent at the Whetstone Tavern where he got quite a bit of gossip, including that which involved the youngest son of the Lord of High Reaches moving to Fort Hold to wed a lady he knew nothing about. That gave R’nd pause and he made a mental note to thank Gamalieth for Searching him so long ago. He didn’t know what he’d do if he had ended up staying in the family sea hold, being married off to the family that had the highest offer. He barely liked the idea that it had happened to Eridella, though she seemed happy enough.
After lunch, he wandered the streets, chatting with nearly everyone he came across. He couldn’t help it! R’nd loved people and found everyone had an interesting story if you simply gave them time to tell it. Everyone fascinated him, even those he wasn’t fond of still had a story and it wouldn’t have surprised him if some of those stories made him at least understand them a bit more. He was willing to bet D’hys, for example, had a great story as to what caused him to become the cold-hearted bastard that he was today.
By the time he made it to one of the last stops of his tour of the market area, R’nd’s satchel was bulging. He had picked up the dress tunic he had commissioned a couple of weeks earlier that was in a gorgeous shade of blue. He couldn’t wait to show it to B’jin and to find an excuse to wear it. He also had some sweet treats, two small pots of paint for B’jin in colours he thought the greenrider would like to experiment painting in, and a bracelet that a young lady had hand weaved in shades of blue and grey that he couldn’t resist—though that was already tied onto his wrist and not in the bag.
He stepped inside the rather large shop, greeting the owners warmly and chatting with them for several minutes to catch up with them. When someone else came up to pay, R’nd excused himself and started meandering around, looking for certain items and others that might jump out at him. By the time he heard a greeting in a familiar voice, R’nd had a borrowed basket full of goods. There was a fresh flower for one of the kitchen workers he heard was sick and wanted to wish her well with a special little treat. He had a bottle of pure lavender oil, which B’jin had explained some time ago was easily diluted into a larger batch that was appropriate for Larrikith’s oil and would last several uses. He also found some bubble bath in a scent he thought his sister would like. The trend hadn’t quite reached her area of Benden and she seemed fascinated with the idea when R’nd mentioned it to her the last time they got together so he was treating her to a gift.
R’nd silently watched Indivara move around the shop, seemingly lost in her own world as she sniffed at vials and grabbed what seemed to appeal to her while he continued his own loop around the store. Finally, curiosity got the best of him and R’nd headed over to his young blueriding friend. It was a store he wouldn’t have pegged her being interested in, or at least not one she would linger in for so long, but Indivara had a lot of interesting quirks and some seemed to show themselves more than others lately.
Indivara looked up just as he approached, leaving R’nd to wonder if she wasn’t quite as lost in her own world as he thought she was, or if he was ratted out by an observant dragon. He smiled and pointed at the bottle in her hand. “That one is too sweet of a floral scent. It will give you a headache within an hour of using it.” He didn’t mind it in small doses but found most people were heavy-handed with it and those around them were the ones to suffer.
What wasn’t to love? He got to browse wonderful creations, useful items, potential gifts, and clothes. The clothes was something he definitely loved a bit more than the other things, though gifts was a very close second. He missed having the latest style when he lived in exile and then in Katila. Once upon a time, he used to ask those who were allowed North to steal needed supplies or people, to grab him a new shirt or take notes on the latest style so someone like Kerrin could recreate it for him. Now that he had easy access to all of those luxuries again, R’nd was now of two minds. One was not to take for granted things that made life easier or even just what he already had. The other was to enjoy the chances he had to go to the shops and buy what was needed and maybe even just desired.
He knew they kind of contradicted each other but Ayyonth was fond of pointing out that R’nd was full of contradictions and the bluerider was okay with that.
Something else he liked about shopping was the socialising. It was something he had already spent a vast majority of the day doing. It was his free day and R’nd had spent part of the morning mingling with some of the folk working in the lower caverns and then hopped down to Telgar Hold to see what was new there. A delightful lunch was spent at the Whetstone Tavern where he got quite a bit of gossip, including that which involved the youngest son of the Lord of High Reaches moving to Fort Hold to wed a lady he knew nothing about. That gave R’nd pause and he made a mental note to thank Gamalieth for Searching him so long ago. He didn’t know what he’d do if he had ended up staying in the family sea hold, being married off to the family that had the highest offer. He barely liked the idea that it had happened to Eridella, though she seemed happy enough.
After lunch, he wandered the streets, chatting with nearly everyone he came across. He couldn’t help it! R’nd loved people and found everyone had an interesting story if you simply gave them time to tell it. Everyone fascinated him, even those he wasn’t fond of still had a story and it wouldn’t have surprised him if some of those stories made him at least understand them a bit more. He was willing to bet D’hys, for example, had a great story as to what caused him to become the cold-hearted bastard that he was today.
By the time he made it to one of the last stops of his tour of the market area, R’nd’s satchel was bulging. He had picked up the dress tunic he had commissioned a couple of weeks earlier that was in a gorgeous shade of blue. He couldn’t wait to show it to B’jin and to find an excuse to wear it. He also had some sweet treats, two small pots of paint for B’jin in colours he thought the greenrider would like to experiment painting in, and a bracelet that a young lady had hand weaved in shades of blue and grey that he couldn’t resist—though that was already tied onto his wrist and not in the bag.
He stepped inside the rather large shop, greeting the owners warmly and chatting with them for several minutes to catch up with them. When someone else came up to pay, R’nd excused himself and started meandering around, looking for certain items and others that might jump out at him. By the time he heard a greeting in a familiar voice, R’nd had a borrowed basket full of goods. There was a fresh flower for one of the kitchen workers he heard was sick and wanted to wish her well with a special little treat. He had a bottle of pure lavender oil, which B’jin had explained some time ago was easily diluted into a larger batch that was appropriate for Larrikith’s oil and would last several uses. He also found some bubble bath in a scent he thought his sister would like. The trend hadn’t quite reached her area of Benden and she seemed fascinated with the idea when R’nd mentioned it to her the last time they got together so he was treating her to a gift.
R’nd silently watched Indivara move around the shop, seemingly lost in her own world as she sniffed at vials and grabbed what seemed to appeal to her while he continued his own loop around the store. Finally, curiosity got the best of him and R’nd headed over to his young blueriding friend. It was a store he wouldn’t have pegged her being interested in, or at least not one she would linger in for so long, but Indivara had a lot of interesting quirks and some seemed to show themselves more than others lately.
Indivara looked up just as he approached, leaving R’nd to wonder if she wasn’t quite as lost in her own world as he thought she was, or if he was ratted out by an observant dragon. He smiled and pointed at the bottle in her hand. “That one is too sweet of a floral scent. It will give you a headache within an hour of using it.” He didn’t mind it in small doses but found most people were heavy-handed with it and those around them were the ones to suffer.
