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26.Jul.19, 03:10 PM
The bronze draped across his shoulder hissed and scolded a woman terribly when she accidentally moved into their path. "You know," Dandioar said to the bronze, "You're never going to make us any friends if you don't stop that. Not everyone wants to be lectured by a firelizard." The firelizard in question did nothing but chirp before sliding his cheek against Dandi's in an attempt to get out of the trouble he'd started. It worked mostly, Dandi was always quick to forgive Tigger for his outbursts. He was, after all, young and unused to going out in public much.
This was the first gather Dandi had attended since being search, opting to stay in Ista when they were being held instead of going. He was trying to better his terrible reading and writing ability, something that wasn't uncommon in the youth of Pern, but he didn't want to seem uneducated to the rest of the population. Especially when people learned he was from a hold and should be educated. It wasn't his fault the letters always seemed to take on a mind of their own.
He stopped at a stall and began looking over the wares the man was hawking. They were nicely made and a list of prices was written on a slate of stone. Dandi squinted at the words trying to decipher the numbers connecting to the items and failing miserably. He held up a knife sheath and shook it lightly at the man, "How much for this?" he asked after it. The man had watched the boy struggle with his price listing and an opportunity to prey was seen and taken,"50 marks,"was the reply though the list was well below for that particular sheath even if Dandi didn't know it.
"Really?" Dandioar questioned with a frown, "That seems a bit high for this but if you say so." "Don't believe me?" the man tapped the list and Tigger hissed at him, "It's written in plain Pernese, right here, trying to steal from me eh?" Dandi shook his head, embarrassed that he'd been unable to read, "No, no here. I'll take it for 50." He started digging around in his mark pouch, his embarrassment slowly bleeding into irritation, and didn't notice the person walking up behind him.
This was the first gather Dandi had attended since being search, opting to stay in Ista when they were being held instead of going. He was trying to better his terrible reading and writing ability, something that wasn't uncommon in the youth of Pern, but he didn't want to seem uneducated to the rest of the population. Especially when people learned he was from a hold and should be educated. It wasn't his fault the letters always seemed to take on a mind of their own.
He stopped at a stall and began looking over the wares the man was hawking. They were nicely made and a list of prices was written on a slate of stone. Dandi squinted at the words trying to decipher the numbers connecting to the items and failing miserably. He held up a knife sheath and shook it lightly at the man, "How much for this?" he asked after it. The man had watched the boy struggle with his price listing and an opportunity to prey was seen and taken,"50 marks,"was the reply though the list was well below for that particular sheath even if Dandi didn't know it.
"Really?" Dandioar questioned with a frown, "That seems a bit high for this but if you say so." "Don't believe me?" the man tapped the list and Tigger hissed at him, "It's written in plain Pernese, right here, trying to steal from me eh?" Dandi shook his head, embarrassed that he'd been unable to read, "No, no here. I'll take it for 50." He started digging around in his mark pouch, his embarrassment slowly bleeding into irritation, and didn't notice the person walking up behind him.
