by Amaya » Sun Sep 04, 2011 5:56 pm
"Fishin, -sama," she said, nodding. "Used t'work the sampans just off a Crane village south'f the spine. When wasn't workin on a boat, I'd hit the docks an make sure things were tended. Been doin that most'f my life." The word 'City of Lies' came to her ears, which caused Amaya to remember every debauched, exaggerated story she'd ever been told about that filthy, horrid place where people smoked opium in the streets, fornicated on the rooftops and did the most unspeakable things to the local poultry. However, she forced herself not to gawk, since the woman looked perfectly normal and not like a bellydancer in half a stitch of clothing, and that razor blade she came with didn't like people gawking at her, so instead she stuck to focusing on the fishing topic.
Better her than me.
Heimin * Naval
Status - 0.0 (Peasant Levy), Glory - 1.0, Honor - Untrustworthy
"Well, now, isn't this a fine kettle of fish I've gotten pickled in?"