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Post by Gaybies on Aug 27, 2017 17:49:01 GMT -6
Status Symbol
ft. Nuala, Deidra, Roulette
Faunafawn | Gaybies
Time of Day: Morning
Timeline: Before Chapter Four
Weather: Comfortably Warm, Clear
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Post by Gaybies on Aug 27, 2017 17:51:16 GMT -6
N U A L A
Aodh Courtesan
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The day had finally come. For some time now, the up and coming courtesan, who through both the blessing of her grandparents and her own hard work had managed to scrape together a fine living, was prepared to at last have that status symbol she so yearned for. Her morning was spent as it usually was, with fine oils and lotions rubbed upon her velvety flesh to preserve its delicate texture and a rigorous exercise program completed so she stayed fit and attractive to her clients. Yes, all was well indeed and she was prepare.
She had discussed at some length the prospect of her gaining a slave or two with a number of traders around town and had, through certain recommendations, decided she would inspect Deidra’s stock first and foremost. Deidra had a reputation for well trained slaves and that was what Nuala wanted. She didn't have the time to put the training into an untested subject, but she would most certainly maintain the rigors set forth by Deidra.
She left from her home, a nice multiple storied building with delicate drapes and fine carpets, and ventured out into the countryside towards Deidra’s home. It was a fine place, a fine place to train slaves indeed. Deidra would be expecting her, as they had arranged a meeting at long last. She’d been plain about what she wanted, what she needed, so she hoped that Deidra could fulfill those desires.
The hippocampus strolled down the country path and up to the door, a picture of elegance and refinement despite her employment, and knocked swiftly upon the door. She couldn't wait for the day when she could send her slaves to do such a task, but for now… well for now she would wait.
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Post by FaunaFawn on Sept 6, 2017 10:58:14 GMT -6
Deidra
A stifled yawn escaped her lips as Deidra stretched her aching body, bones popping as she rolled her shoulders. A low moan slipping between her lips, she ached and was exhausted, it wasn’t her older age that got the best of her. But the few pitfighters she had claimed for herself. All of them stubborn as fuck, she thought with a cruel grin. It worked well, it kept her on her hooves and kept her mind sharp. But still some days she craved things to run smoothly, but if any day could go smoothly, she prayed it would be this one.
Deidra had a guest coming over to eye her wares, to see if something caught her eye. Deidra had hoped at least something would. Ever since her luck with the king's court, and only having to pay a fine, it seemed she struggled a bit. Her frustration coming out in her work, making her quick to anger which made her estate grow in chaos. Everything as out of whack when she first returned and it’s taken weeks to get it back into order. “Gods have mercy.” she groaned as she cleaned herself up a bit, snagging a quick apple, crunching away at the crisp delight before moving towards the door, where she can hear her guest awaiting.
“Lannie, the door please.” she called out. A small pegasi appeared almost from thin air, walking through the walls with ease while there was still a bridle on their face, it still allowed the one to use their gift. A handy gift Deidra thought, but one of the few slaves she had trusted to allow such freedom as such. Lannie moved with liquid grace, as they approached the door, they opened it with ease and dipped their head to the lady that await. “Welcome to Deidra’s Estate.” they spoke as they lifted from their bow. “Please follow me.” they remarked and walked forwards once more. The pegasi was all pure white, with gold paint on their body. They looked like a treasure more than a slave. Arm candy to show off in court. Lannie moved onwards and lead the mare to the open area of Deidra’s estate. “Deidra your guest is here.” they remarked. Deidra lifted her head as she rested within the courtyard of her estate. “Welcome Nuala. Please make yourself comfortable.” she remarked allowing the mare to approach and rest next to where Deidra was. A small table with refreshments as well as cushions to relax upon. “I do hope your travel was not to hard out here.” Deidra knew small talk enough to get by, but business was more of her talk and she was ready to get down to business
Eyes caught the sight of Lannie awaiting to be excused. “Please return to work Lannie, keep an eye on things,” she spoke with ease, but it felt as if there was something hidden within that message. Lannie nodded and within seconds vanished as they moved through the walls with ease. “So Nuala, what exactly are you looking for?” she asked a bit curiously.
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Post by Gaybies on Sept 6, 2017 11:12:08 GMT -6
N U A L A
Aodh Courtesan
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As the door opened and the small, painted Pegasus ushered her inside, Nuala felt a sense of nervousness settling deep within her gut. She knew of Deidra, knew about the turmoil with the slave traders, but still there was something about this particular trader that worried it. It was most likely due to Deidra's commanding air, it wasn't unusual, but still had an effect on even the most bold of horses.
The hippocampus followed the small pegasus, quietly admiring their elegant frame and pale coat, they were a gem indeed. As they entered the estate, the courtesan's eyes scanned the area, taking in the space. She might have to invest in a country home, it seemed quiet and comfortable compared to the hustle and bustle of Valore. As Deidra came into view, lounging within her courtyard amongst cushion and refreshments, Nuala adopted her working smile, a coy sort of smile that practically worked magic on the citizens of Aodh.
"Deidra, how nice it is to see you! Thank you for having me." Nuala said with sincerity, it was indeed nice to see the trader as she had high hopes. "My travels were enjoyable, you have a nice little spot out here, truly."
Nuala pressed on and found a cushion within close proximity to Deidra to relax upon. The small Arabian Sea-slug relaxed in a most ladylike fashion, betraying her noble heritage and the refinement she had spent many a years learning. Nuala's ears twitched slightly as the Slave Trader instructed the little pegasus to attend to other things, the note in her voice not lost on the courtesan. She quirked a brow as the little critter phased through the wall, what an interesting blessing, and for a slave to be using it, how peculiar. Still, it wasn't her business how Deidra ruled her slaves.
"Well, I have something specific in mind and I'm rather hoping you'll have a slave that will meet those specifications."
Nuala had a goal, it was shallow, but something she was most certainly working towards. Nuala wanted to surround herself with beauty, handsome slaves that would be the envy of those who saw them. She wanted both the fancy and dainty servile slaves and the most... muscular variety... what she really wanted was a Pit Fighter to spoil and train and... well... entertain with?
"I've recently purchased a Servile slave, but I feel like I need something... bigger? To spend my funds on, I'm after a slave that I can send to the Crucible."
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Post by FaunaFawn on Sept 6, 2017 11:14:31 GMT -6
Deidra & Roulette
While Deidra may not have made eye contact much with Nuala, it did not mean she was not listening. It seemed the one was in need of a pitfighter. But of course many was after the Crucible, with slaves running rampant, those that betrayed the crown was forced to the pyre. A fate that could have been hers, but thankfully, money seemed to talk well in Aodh. “A pitfighter.” she remarked. “A have a few, but only one that could possibly be for sale. He’s a bit of pain in the ass, still needs work, but as the others one is of course my own and the others already suited for future buyers. Thankfully you came when you did.” she chuckled a bit. Many came to Deidra in hopes for slaves, as Deidra was not just a trader, she trains her slaves. Allowing the new master to not have to lift a hoof in training them correctly. Deidra did the messy parts, but it was her favorite part of the job honestly. “Let’s bring him out and you can let me know what you think.”
Deidra whistled an odd tune, a tune that had to have meaning behind it. Lannie appeared moving quickly through the walls. “I need Roulette, bring him to us.” she remarked. The small pegasus nodded without a word and seemed to vanish once more. Deidra eyed Nuala a bit, “I know what you may think of Lannie. A bit odd I allow her to use her gift so freely. Her halter is but mere decoration it holds back nothing for her. But this is what a train. Fierce loyalty and if the both slave and master seem to get along, it’s amazing what the two can achieve.” she responded cooly. At times Lannie had been mistaken as no slave at all, but a member of society.
With that Lannie returned holding the chain to what seemed ot be was a beast of a horse, well a unicorn to be more exact. His horns polished down so well it looked like red diamonds bedded on his head. His colors were fascinating, a chimera clearly.His blue eyes narrowed as he eyed Deidra and what seemed to be another interested buyer. “This is Roulette.” she remarked to Nuala. Rou dipped his head, as he chewed on the bit on his halter, nostrils flaring as he stomped his hoof with a large thud. Making sure the little lady knew, he was not easy to come by. Deidra rolled her eyes. “Either play nice Roulette or go out to the post your choice.” she remarked with a hint of venom. It seemed to work and Rou straightened up a bit, such a shame Deidra didnt like to play along with his games, Rou thought sadly to himself.
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Post by Gaybies on Sept 6, 2017 11:35:25 GMT -6
N U A L A
Aodh Courtesan
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Nuala was certainly glad she had chosen to visit Deidra when she did, she knew very well that pitfighters were hard to come by, they were in such high demand as it was and with the Crucible reopening... well, it seemed obvious that they’d be selling quickly. Still, she was hopefully, she had the money and money certainly talked. The mare shifted in the cushions upon which she had propped herself up and turned her attention to the little critter that once again used its blessing to phase in and out of the space. She listened without looking as Deidra explained the exceptional level of training between the two of them and how it made her so trustworthy and obedient. She thought back to her own servile slave at home, he was very well trained, but was it trained to the same caliber? Would she feel confident in allowing him to use a blessing if he had one? She wasn’t sure, but time would tell. Clythus was a good slave, so far, she was sure he wouldn’t disappoint her.
In a matter of moments, Lannie would return with quite the large beastie in tow. He was massive, especially in comparison to her, but that didn’t bother her in the slightest. What could she say? She liked them big. Nuala chuckled inwardly at her own poor joke, returning her attention to the monster of a horse that stood before her. He was a unicorn, or had been once before his horns were polished away, such a shame to lose what might’ve been so pretty, but unfair advantages in the pit would never do. His colors were beautiful, the mix-match of two kinds, chimeric and unusual, he truly would make a fine prize to add to her steadily growing harem of exceptionally handsome young stallions.
Nuala noticed as he narrowed his eyes and her quirked a brow as he dipped his head and accompanied the action with a slam of one of those dinner plate hooves. If she had more sense, she might’ve been intimidated by the action, but Nuala was a feisty thing and such shows of force by stallions had never really gotten under her skin. Instead, she merely smirked, she knew where they stood, he was, effectively, beneath her... though she wouldn’t mind him being on top of he---ohgoddamnit. The mare wiped the thought away and flicked a fleshy ear as Deidra lightly warned the behemoth.
“Roulette, what an interesting name for a slave...” She mused aloud as she allowed her eyes to wander over his form, taking in the variances and making mental note of his muscle tone and structure. He certainly appeared like he would be promising to put into the pits and if Deidra’s reputation for training slaves was any indication then he would surely do well. “He really looks promising, but how does he stand? Has his training gone well? What about his... vices?” Nuala rattled through the usual sales banter, trying to get a better gauge for where he stood presently. “How does he do around other slaves? I see Lannie doesn’t seem to have an issue...”
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Post by FaunaFawn on Sept 6, 2017 11:37:51 GMT -6
Deidra & Roulette
The large beast of a unicorn did not seemed bothered as the small mare approached, eyeing him like a fresh apple for the picking. In all honestly he relished in the attention, he enjoyed it, but he knew his purpose and he remained indifferent, he stood still as a statue letting the mare take the sight of them in. He used this time to take in the sight of her, he didn't recall ever really seeing this mare before, but then again she was not the first here to want to obtain slaves from their master. Nostrils flared as he took in a deep breath and remained still and seemed curious when she asked her questions to Deidra and he to grew curious what would their master say?
Deidra stood up as well walking towards the pair a bit. “His training has been excellent, Still new to the ranks of a pitfighter, he was in sorry shape when I purchased him, but has done excellent under my training. His winnings has gone up from what they had before, but it seemed his old master allowed him to be a wild card.” It wasn’t the full truth, in all honesty it was Roulette allowed himself to be the wildcard, it was part of the reason he was sold. He was told he was worthless and if he couldn't get his act together, he’d be served as a labor slave and would die before he turned 30. So of course he straightened his act once coming into the care of Deidra, but now played with the crowd, allowing it to look like he’d lose before rearing up and fighting more. He was a crowd pleaser. “Roulette does well pleasing the crowd, he knows what they want, they want to be shocked, they want to see things change quickly. He can do that for you. I fully believe in no time, he will be well known within the pits.” It was odd to find fighters that wanted to make more of it a show, and Roulette provided that. It was an odd talent and Deidra actually enjoyed it, the gasps of the crowd when it seemed he was beaten only to kick upwards and knock the battler down was something she would not forget. It was then she knew he would be joy to see in the pits. She had half a mind to keep him for herself. But she already had a promising one for herself. “Like all slaves, he does still need work. He’s a bit mouthy and show off. Enjoys trying to push control, but never much it ever comes off in harm. He just enjoys being a pest at time.” she snorted. With that remark Roulette grinned haughtily at her, before looking at Nuala and smirking. Deidra rolled her eyes. “Still harmless nonetheless. If you are interested in buying I'm interested in selling. As you know I come with the policy if he becomes unbearable, or gives you grief, I am more then happy to retrain him for a month and allow him to remember his place.” she was sharp as she looked at Roulette, to which the big beast merely snorted in response. Roulette brow rose a bit, wondering if this would be his day to get out of the estate, it wasn't that he disliked it here, actually he was fond of this place, but still he had a desire to explore the city and Deidra lived far from the city life and preferred it that way.
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