Not everything that a Chieftain does has to do with war and other violent things...
This happened a few days ago ICly, 'cause of, y'know, the battle to retake Redwall and everything. :)
FV: Abandoned Warehouse
Just your average everyday warehouse, although the door is reinforced and sturdier than necessary.
Dusty crates, barrels, containers, boxes all litter the dim, lamplit room, flickering as the guttering lights threaten to die. Ceiling is high, shadows are deep as well as plentiful, cover is rich...this would be a good place to hide from pursuers.
Exits: [Out]
Eliana the wildcat. Blisa the cat, Ferdinand the ferret, a vixen with 2 dirks and a rat with 13 knives.
Eliana is sitting on a cot, the warehouse a bit clean now save for the windows that are still dark, torches all around giving soft light. She hmms softly, the crates stacked with lamps lighting up the area she is in, she sips a cup of tea waiting quietly.
The door creaks open and a petite white cat enters, closely flanked by a ferret, a vixen and a female rat. The feline approaches the wildcat and smiles, holding out a piece of paper. "Hi. You asked me to meet you here. How may I help you?"
Eliana wiggles her ears the wildcat peering at the others eyes huge she didn't expect the others. "I umm I hear you a good beast." she nods "Need help getting rid of something."
Blisa blushes slightly. "Not very many beasts tell me that. Thank you. What is it you need help getting rid of? Oh, and don't worry about my friends...they're actually my bodyguards. I have a bunch more outside protecting us. They won't hurt you."
Eliana looks at the cat then the others for a few moments before she reaches under her pillow and pulls out two raw gems, raw diamond, and a raw ruby gem. "I need to find a good trader."
Ferdinand the ferret whistles low, and Blisa has to restrain herself from oggling at the gems for fear of freaking out their owner. "Oh...my...ah...where *ahem* where did you get them, if you don't mind my asking? And, um, I don't think that...there is anyone who sells gems here in Ferravale. Do you, Ferdy?" The ferret shakes his head, but t he vixen pipes up and says, "Maybe....the Blacksmith? I dunno."
Eliana scratches the back of her head. "Oi, well, I have my sources," she frowns "they are real and these are just two samples." she nods and frowns "Most will just try and rip me off." she flicks her tail. "They are both real."
Blisa holds up her paws placidly. "I belive you. Why do you want a trader? I'm sure you could be one if you wanted. You would get customers from all over Mossflower. And a home here in Ferravale."
Eliana frowns "I just know how to get them out of the earth, polishing the stones and all well I don't know that part." she nods
Blisa frowns also and taps her chin. "That is a problem. I don't think anyone here can polish stones, and I don't know how well the Blacksmith can set stones. You could just sell the loose stones and let others worry abotu gettign them set..." the cat is mostly just musing, thinking out loud. Mostly.
Eliana nods "Yeah, I could do that." she scratches the back of her head "I would need a shop, but more importantly I would need a home first, this warehouse does me no good." she frowns.
Blisa nods decisively. "Yes, you do need a house. How big of one do you think you'll need?"
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