"Considering it is usually unseeable to most..." [they gesture, one hand moving towards the entrance to the alley, where everyone else seems to be just passing it by, not sparing it another glance]
[there's a rough laugh] "Oh, no, I don't peddle in miracles, lad. It's not jest goin' t' magically happen. Rather...I nudge destiny in the direction yer lookin' for. Convince the fates to turn your path into the right one.
"It'll differ depending on what ye ask for. It could be a cut of yer eventual treasure. It might be a bottle of good wine. It might be tyin' your path to someone else's for a time."
The man leans forward a bit over his legs, back bending a bit oddly.
It's hardly like I'm asking properly yet, I just want some idea of the terms involved!
[oh HE'S annoyed?]
Fine. I would like a decently sized but proper ship, such as a sloop or a schooner, manageable without too many people, that belongs to me alone, so that I can set out on my own and not have to answer to someone else, without the ship having belonged to someone else before or upsetting anyone so that I won't be shanked in my sleep for even so much as looking at it, preferably with someone to help me sail it so I won't end up stranded somewhere on my own the first time I actually set out.
Also if the decorations could be a nice tasteful green that'd be great.
[and he'll get a slow, pleased smile for that, again with those too many teeth]
"Much. Now tha's a proper ask."
[that hunched form leans a bit closer]
"Ye'll have what ye seek, and the price is this: find the flightless bird in the tavern, an' take him with ye. Tie his destiny t'yours for a time, an' you'll get yer ship."
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Okay.]
If that's what you want to call it. [. . .] I didn't realize the alleys here were so busy.
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"Aye, many of them are. But there shouldn't be anyone in here but me. So I suppose that makes ye somethin' special, don' it."
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My apologies. I didn't see your name on it before I went in.
Nor do I know your name to recognize on there, so.
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"So...what do ye want?"
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[what kind of question is that?]
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...And... how exactly would you do that? Or would that be telling?
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"It'd be tellin'. Dontcha know not to look a gift horse in the mouth, boy?"
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...Also, not to believe everything people say.
[sorry bud you've got a skeptic.......]
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Excuse me?
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"I said, I should've pegged ye for a skeptic, Edward Nashton. Despite yer aspirations of glory, yer more cautious than most, ain'tcha?"
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the FUCK]
And how exactly do you know my name?
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"The longer ye remain in my alley, the more I know. But I cannae offer you what ye seek, unless ye ask for it."
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And I'm just supposed to trust that- just, just supposed to tell you what I want, and it'll just miraculously happen?
That's a lot of trust I'd be putting in a complete - and, no offense, rather unsettling - stranger.
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For a price."
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What sort of price? Or is that going to be delightfully vague as well?
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The man leans forward a bit over his legs, back bending a bit oddly.
"Ask, and I'll tell ye the price.`
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[he rolls his eyes a little, crossing his arms.]
I want a ship of my own. How many bottles of wine is that, pray tell?
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"Surely you're smart enough to know better than to phrase it like that."
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You asked me.
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[oh HE'S annoyed?]
Fine. I would like a decently sized but proper ship, such as a sloop or a schooner, manageable without too many people, that belongs to me alone, so that I can set out on my own and not have to answer to someone else, without the ship having belonged to someone else before or upsetting anyone so that I won't be shanked in my sleep for even so much as looking at it, preferably with someone to help me sail it so I won't end up stranded somewhere on my own the first time I actually set out.
Also if the decorations could be a nice tasteful green that'd be great.
Better?
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"Much. Now tha's a proper ask."
[that hunched form leans a bit closer]
"Ye'll have what ye seek, and the price is this: find the flightless bird in the tavern, an' take him with ye. Tie his destiny t'yours for a time, an' you'll get yer ship."
[amusement, now]
"Green decorations an' all."
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