05-21-2014, 07:03 PM
((ooc it can now be assumed Rimeth is writing from her home in Bez.))
Still unable to believe her good fortune, Rimeth opens her book and writes.
" Since my arrival here, I have been thinking over how I can survive in the human world. I knew I did not want to be a cleric or a soldier nor a slaver. Today, I believe, with the intervention of My Goddess, my path has been selected.
I had seen Timir's advertisement about his shop. Having had all my good stuff taken from me, prior to my arrival here, I was in need of some basic items.
By coincidence or fate I happened to meet him in Bezantur south market.
He took me to his shop which also happened to be in his home. He was a follower of the god Ilmater however recently he felt that he needed to return to Parth. Others were there as well to look at his wares including a cleric of Waukeens named Petra whom I recently met. He said that he was going to return home nad not come back. Anyone of us could of had the house and merchant but the others were not interested.
I had been concidering the possibility of being a merchant and I had planned to own a home in the future. I decided to take the risk knowing I could always sell the home or decide to no longer be a merchant. I would also be my own person, still independent to take whatever tasks I felt. The only requirement would be to make sure I had enough gold to pay my taxes. After the others left Timir and I began the transfer process. First the house title and gold in the vault. Then we sat down and talked to the merchant to decide how to proceed. Timir had had the merchant in the house, I did not want that. After careful negotiations, a spot was found in the merchant stall in Bezantur south market, a common enough stop over for travelers. It was also close to the house which was near the Rusty Anchor.
After everything was done a sense of calm and peace came over Timir's features. His last act was to return his horse to the stables. With nothing but the clothes he wore, he left for his journey home. I pray to the Goddess he makes it and I look forward to the challenge of having a home and a merchant."
Still unable to believe her good fortune, Rimeth opens her book and writes.
" Since my arrival here, I have been thinking over how I can survive in the human world. I knew I did not want to be a cleric or a soldier nor a slaver. Today, I believe, with the intervention of My Goddess, my path has been selected.
I had seen Timir's advertisement about his shop. Having had all my good stuff taken from me, prior to my arrival here, I was in need of some basic items.
By coincidence or fate I happened to meet him in Bezantur south market.
He took me to his shop which also happened to be in his home. He was a follower of the god Ilmater however recently he felt that he needed to return to Parth. Others were there as well to look at his wares including a cleric of Waukeens named Petra whom I recently met. He said that he was going to return home nad not come back. Anyone of us could of had the house and merchant but the others were not interested.
I had been concidering the possibility of being a merchant and I had planned to own a home in the future. I decided to take the risk knowing I could always sell the home or decide to no longer be a merchant. I would also be my own person, still independent to take whatever tasks I felt. The only requirement would be to make sure I had enough gold to pay my taxes. After the others left Timir and I began the transfer process. First the house title and gold in the vault. Then we sat down and talked to the merchant to decide how to proceed. Timir had had the merchant in the house, I did not want that. After careful negotiations, a spot was found in the merchant stall in Bezantur south market, a common enough stop over for travelers. It was also close to the house which was near the Rusty Anchor.
After everything was done a sense of calm and peace came over Timir's features. His last act was to return his horse to the stables. With nothing but the clothes he wore, he left for his journey home. I pray to the Goddess he makes it and I look forward to the challenge of having a home and a merchant."
Caramiriel:Retired
Garbage:Retired
Rimeth: Merchant of Bezantur
Marister (dead) -Ranger -Robin Hood of Thay (death marked for pissing off a Daeron.)
Vil'a'w'en Mel'for'm - Blighter of Moander
Garbage:Retired
Rimeth: Merchant of Bezantur
Marister (dead) -Ranger -Robin Hood of Thay (death marked for pissing off a Daeron.)
Vil'a'w'en Mel'for'm - Blighter of Moander