Charm Sale [event]
Who: Presea Combatir [needmytime] and anyone else.
Where: Town Square.
When: Saturday, 22nd September, mid-morning.
Notes: Extremely late intro for Presea. XD;; She needs friends and a place to live? Badly?
The town square was bustling as usual, and even only a month after the president's death, the city was slowly returning to normal. It seemed perfectly normal on the surface; people were now going about their daily activities and government was running again. The government were still yet to release a statement as to exactly what it was that had slain the president, but they had urged their citizens to return to normal, and their citizens had obeyed. It was just like any other Saturday in the town square, various stalls being set up to take advantage of the makeshift market, as well as people just sitting and selling things.
One such person was Presea. Knelt on the ground, with a variety of charms displayed before her. The charms were all intricately crafted, most of them from wood. They remained largely unpainted, but the detailed carving was enough to attract several buyers. They each depicted different things; mostly deities and mythical creatures. Presea herself looked completely sombre, even though she was making a fair bit of money from the carvings. Presea glanced up as someone examined one, stating dully, "...goddess of luck."
Where: Town Square.
When: Saturday, 22nd September, mid-morning.
Notes: Extremely late intro for Presea. XD;; She needs friends and a place to live? Badly?
The town square was bustling as usual, and even only a month after the president's death, the city was slowly returning to normal. It seemed perfectly normal on the surface; people were now going about their daily activities and government was running again. The government were still yet to release a statement as to exactly what it was that had slain the president, but they had urged their citizens to return to normal, and their citizens had obeyed. It was just like any other Saturday in the town square, various stalls being set up to take advantage of the makeshift market, as well as people just sitting and selling things.
One such person was Presea. Knelt on the ground, with a variety of charms displayed before her. The charms were all intricately crafted, most of them from wood. They remained largely unpainted, but the detailed carving was enough to attract several buyers. They each depicted different things; mostly deities and mythical creatures. Presea herself looked completely sombre, even though she was making a fair bit of money from the carvings. Presea glanced up as someone examined one, stating dully, "...goddess of luck."