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The Marketplace Tent (Feb 19th, 7:30 AM) - Alaxel Vane - 02-19-2015
The frost covered ground of Town Centre now features a large tent. A few farmers from the surrounding areas erected the tent quickly that morning and set about several tables under it. The cloaked figure of Alaxel Vane can be seen bustling inside, preparing her own table. A tablecloth is spread, and on it are several boxes packed with straw, each one sporting many little vials and tubs, bundles of herbs wrapped up in cloth to protect them from the cold. Soon she is alone, the farmers have finished their work, and were paid for their short service.
Alaxel rubs her hands for warmth and looks about, waiting to see if any folk would come and set up as well. If more bodies arrive, the new marketplace of Ralinwood would warm up very quickly.
Eh, she dealt in worse weather before.
RE: The Marketplace Tent (Feb 19th, 7:30 AM) - Primrose - 02-19-2015
Primrose is up and out of her tent as soon as the sun rises, wandering Town Center with a large wool blanket wrapped around her shoulders. She watches as the farmers set up the large tent and several tables, her fuzzy brows raising in curiosity. When the farmers leave, she shuffles up to the tent's entrance and observes at the wares from afar. She's quiet for a moment, then speaks. She looks up at the human.
"Is... is this the market I heard about? I mean, are these items for sale?"
RE: The Marketplace Tent (Feb 19th, 7:30 AM) - Alaxel Vane - 02-19-2015
Alaxel turns to the hobling and smiles, nodding. "Yes indeed, miss. All these items are for sale." She sweeps her cloak back, hand raised towards the filled table and several empty ones in invitation. "Alaxel Vane, merchant, at your service."
RE: The Marketplace Tent (Feb 19th, 7:30 AM) - Primrose - 02-19-2015
Prim smiles and bows her head. "Primrose Burrows," she introduces. "Doctor Primrose now, actually."
Her lips twist into a pout at her own words, but she steps forward into the tent. "I don't exactly have wares to sell myself... unless someone's interested in sewing supplies." She smiles again, and shrugs. "What do you have for sale?"
RE: The Marketplace Tent (Feb 19th, 7:30 AM) - Alaxel Vane - 02-19-2015
"Pleasure to meet you, Primrose Burrows." Alaxel sweeps behind her table. "Do not forget, sewing itself is a service that can be sold. How many people have I met, who cannot thread a thread through a needle's eye." She chuckles.
"I am an apothecary, I produce potions, tinctures and creams, a lot which are useful for a doctor." She picks up a honey coloured tonic, viscous in its vial. "A cold remedy for example, honey, feverfew, ginger." She picks up another, a smile escaping her lips as she does. "A popular one, hangover tonic. Feel free to look through."
RE: The Marketplace Tent (Feb 19th, 7:30 AM) - Primrose - 02-19-2015
Primrose giggles at the mention of the hangover tonic. "I think I'm good in terms of hangovers. The cold remedy sounds interesting, however. How much would you like for it?"
RE: The Marketplace Tent (Feb 19th, 7:30 AM) - Alaxel Vane - 02-19-2015
Alaxel winks "I sell these for three coppers each." She fusses and finally fishes out a small box from under the table, it is also stuffed with straw, but inside all the vials contain the honey-coloured tonic.
RE: The Marketplace Tent (Feb 19th, 7:30 AM) - Primrose - 02-19-2015
Prim tilts her head, looking in the vial. "Three coopers? I'll take one. I've never been good at herbalism myself... I had a friend named Mister Plenty who used to conjure up all sorts of medicines. Actually, do you have anything that numbs pain? Anesthesia?"
RE: The Marketplace Tent (Feb 19th, 7:30 AM) - Alaxel Vane - 02-19-2015
Alaxel takes out a cold remedy then drums her fingers against the table. “Pain numbing…I think I got something.” She rummages through a box and then takes out a glass jar filled with grassy coloured cream, peppered with dark green plant fragments. “I do not have anything so powerful as to knock someone out – that’s alchemical and I’m trying to find the recipe. This however is a local anesthetic. It’s pretty heady; apply thinly, like a poultice, skin only. Keep it on for 10 minutes then remove to do surgery, reapply after. It kills pain for at least three hours but I guess it depends on your race too, yes. It’s good for bone-setting, since it has comfrey in it as well. I also have painkillers made from willow bark extract, but they’re for general pain and aren’t as strong. I take a silver per jar, there are eight applications in each one.” She nods affirmatively.
RE: The Marketplace Tent (Feb 19th, 7:30 AM) - Kare Rosner - 02-19-2015
-Kare comes over to the Large Tent and seeing Alaxel and Primrose, he walks over to the both of them- "I saw the letter on the notice board, this be the Market place Alaxel?" -Kare turns to primrose- "Good mornin' Prim" -he says cheerfully-