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Post by Kesi Mandisa on Jan 20, 2014 17:57:06 GMT -5
Populated with beggers, shops and general muck. The true heart of any big city.
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Post by Kesi Mandisa on Jan 20, 2014 18:12:08 GMT -5
Kesi got her guard and took a walk to a part of the city that was generally left alone by any other member of the household in the Red Keep, Flea Bottom.
The whole reason that Kesi needed to go there was to find an ingredient that she needed for a potion.
"Is all cities here like this?" She asked her guard as they walked.
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Post by Vhagar on Jan 20, 2014 18:18:01 GMT -5
"Some aren't as bad," Brusco observed. "This is the worst bit. But you need the shady shops in Flea Bottom for some things. The herbalists in other parts of town don't sell certain herbs. Too much trouble. Nobody likes to pry much in Flea Bottom, not even the dragons."
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Post by Kesi Mandisa on Jan 20, 2014 18:19:45 GMT -5
Kesi chuckled. "Is being good I am thinking." She said. "Maybe if they were knowing what I use in my things they would be liking me less."
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Post by Vhagar on Jan 20, 2014 18:28:52 GMT -5
"That is true," Brusco agreed. "We shall find a place for you to get the herbs you need. Ah, it reminds me of home. Every city has its slums."
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Post by Kesi Mandisa on Jan 20, 2014 18:32:03 GMT -5
"You are growing up in them?" Kesi asked. Her family had been fairly well off back in Great Moraq and had a home away from the slums. Not that the small city of Faros had a large area, her first true encounter had been at Qarth.
"I am not knowing much about you truly Brusco."
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Post by Vhagar on Jan 20, 2014 18:40:44 GMT -5
"I did not, but my mother did. She made sure I knew where I came from," he explained. "It is important to know. And a bravo's work takes him many places. But this Flea Bottom, it is something different. A man once told me the scum of the earth live here. But he was a nobleman, and would not dirty his boots in such a place."
He spat on the ground in contempt.
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Post by Kesi Mandisa on Jan 20, 2014 18:45:25 GMT -5
"noblemen are not always knowing what is right and wrong." Kesi shrugged. "Is a curse sometimes that they must be getting when they are in bed as children."
She stopped at a begger and gave a coin.
"They are not always knowing that poor can rise and take noble down if they are wanting."
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Post by Vhagar on Jan 20, 2014 18:52:54 GMT -5
"The common people never would. Especially not with dragons. They fear the fires," Brusco remarked. "They have the numbers but not the weapons or the skill. They don't know how to lead or rule."
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Post by Kesi Mandisa on Jan 20, 2014 18:54:31 GMT -5
"Fire is being a good thing to be scared of." Kesi said and she shivered, twisting her bracelet around her wrist. "Even those not of common are being scared."
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Post by Vhagar on Jan 20, 2014 19:05:37 GMT -5
"Aye. So the commons will not rise against the dragonlords."
He looked ahead.
"There is the herbalist sign."
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Post by Kesi Mandisa on Jan 20, 2014 19:09:03 GMT -5
"Is true." Kesi said, with a smile as she went in to find what she needed.
After getting a few things she left the shop again.
"Am thinking maybe some things should be costing more." She said to Brusco, slipping a bottle in her bag and closing it.
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Post by Vhagar on Jan 20, 2014 19:23:28 GMT -5
"Why should they? Don't be complaining about lower prices." He laughed. "I never do."
As they walked they egan to notice the many people out on the streets, beggars, whores and thieves, most like.
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Post by Kesi Mandisa on Jan 20, 2014 19:27:58 GMT -5
Kesi smiled. "Is just cheap for what they are giving." She said, trying to miss the people that were milling around, out of politeness rather then the normal fear of getting dirty from them.
"Maybe not to normal clients I am guessing."
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Post by Vhagar on Jan 20, 2014 19:37:48 GMT -5
Brusco shrugged. "Flea Bottom is nothing like the rest of the city. It is where the people come if they have nowhere else to go. There is little hope here."
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Post by Kesi Mandisa on Jan 20, 2014 19:39:24 GMT -5
"Is shame." Kesi sighed. "In Great Moraq we are having a few houses that very poor can use at night, is not often they are used, only a little city."
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Post by Vhagar on Jan 20, 2014 19:49:16 GMT -5
Brusco nodded. "Lots of poor people here. Many sleep in doorways and on the ground. Some wear no more than rags." He indicated a group of ragged children nearby.
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Post by Kesi Mandisa on Jan 20, 2014 19:53:56 GMT -5
Kesi glanced at the children.
"Child is not supposed to be living like this." She said, sadly.
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Post by Vhagar on Jan 20, 2014 20:01:06 GMT -5
Brusco made a noise that sounded like disapproval. Silence fell for a moment before he spoke up. "It is the way of the world. Poor children every place. Especially here and this time of war. Most will die young."
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Post by Kesi Mandisa on Jan 20, 2014 20:07:39 GMT -5
Kesi fell silent a moment. She hadnt been able to help her own children, the living and the one she had carried, in what she always thought of as hell. She twisted her bracelet around her wrist.
"Maybe rules should be changing." She said quietly, feeling in her bag if she had much spare coin that she could give to the children.
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Post by Vhagar on Jan 20, 2014 20:14:58 GMT -5
"Tell the king that. It will make no difference. It is not for us to say such things," Brusco grumbled.
Kesi realises that she has some coins but she might not be able to buy new herbs for a while if she gives more than a few coppers to the ragged children.
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Post by Kesi Mandisa on Jan 20, 2014 20:20:15 GMT -5
Kesi figured that a few coppers would be better then nothing for these children and wandered over to give them what she could, knowing her need for ingredients would be more important to her royal employers.
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Post by Vhagar on Jan 20, 2014 20:26:31 GMT -5
The children looked up at her. Several of them shrieked and ran away. The remaining ones cowered away from te lady with the strange hair.
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Post by Kesi Mandisa on Jan 20, 2014 20:28:22 GMT -5
Kesi couldnt help but smile at the reaction.
"Is being ok." She said. "Here, maybe help a little?"
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Post by Vhagar on Jan 20, 2014 21:00:27 GMT -5
She saw that the children had dirty faces, bruises, torn and stained clothing and that they were all skin and bone, with their eyes seemingly too big for their small faces. One made a grab for the coins but another just sat and wept.
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all alone and also really bored 
Hopefully going to kickstart the festival too
Jul 3, 2014 12:43:09 GMT -5
Hopefully going to kickstart the festival too
Jul 3, 2014 12:43:09 GMT -5