A sick artisan asks you to visit the bazaar for him to sell his wares. Unfortunately, the trip failed to result in any profits.
A group of traveling mercenaries offer to bolster security in your city while they are there for 50 gold.
You deeply offend some troops in your city, and some of them desert. -13(0) troops!
Dong Zhou wrote:I hate PT events
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"If I eat this rotten food, I'll be out with food poisoning. Going to be a lot of sock people in Wan tomorrow..."
She had not meant it to be heard and if it had been, she wouldn't expect a reaction as it was one of the many downfalls of being a merchant. Clearly this this fishmonger was not in the mood to hear his produce was rotten, shoving his way from out of his stall to Li Jun and shoving the guard, his language turning the air blue. Li Jun tried to calm things down, holding her hands up in penitence but when she saw him reach back for a weapon, Li Jun drew her sword. She would have to fight and she would have to win, a guard losing to a fishmonger in such a public space would do nothing for the guards or her reputation. What would she do afterwards? First things first, assert authority over the hot head by point of sword.
Li Jun
93-63-70-30-60
Fishmonger
50-57-48-52-50
Dong Zhou wrote:As Li Jun clutched what she feared where broken ribs, making her way to Chen Ping for healing, she cursed her misfortune. The pain of the fish smashing into her side was bad enough, the results were messy in terms of blood and each step now sending a nasty jagged pain into her woozy head, each breath taking more effort and pain then it should have. Yet some part of her knew that while her body would, probably, be repaired but her reputation would take longer to heal.
She had attempted to use her wit and her authority to ensure the duel was in her favour but none of it had worked, then the angry smelly fishmonger had turned the table, one hit shattering her chances and tilting the day towards him. Li Jun had known her day was done and retreated but word of a guard captain being beaten by a fishmonger would soon reach the barracks she was sure of it. Knocked out in one battle, defeated by a civilian in a duel, she was going to need a major victory soon before she became a laughing stock and her career collapsed. If she couldn't do something that put people's snickering away from her, she feared she would lose ability to command the men and the confidence of her collegues. She didn't enough enough money to retire and she was not near marriage, word would follow her if she left to serve another city so her future prospects did not look good.
For now though, simply getting healed was the issue. She would just have to let the damage to her pride fester for now...
Dong Zhou wrote:Li Jun would have ignored Jiang Yan, not wanting to risk dealing with the latest eccentricity while her body needed medical care, but his... partner noticed her. Her concern was touching and Jiang Yan's lack was noticeable though she didn't mind, Jiang Yan was not unkind but they were not close and he handled things in his own way.
"I lost a fight and I am heading to Chen Ping to get medical care. Think I have broken some ribs at least...."
Li Jun found it was rather painful to talk but she had one question.
"You are?"
Dong Zhou wrote:Li Jun nodded at her name, she didn't want to speak more then she had to at this point. It was a pity Liyan was not able to fix her and she would have to keep walking to Chen Ping but at least it confirmed her painful suspicions that the fish had somewhat broken her ribs.
"Don't worry, it isn't a long walk to Chen Ping's work. I'll be fine to get there for healing."
Li Jun wanted to leave but in her less then clear minded state, something was bothering her. Not that Jiang Yan wasn't coming to help, Jiang Yan could end up in his own little world sometimes, but something was off...
"Is Jiang about to cause another scandal?"
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