video [ un: daughter-sea ]

[seaboard]

[ The woman that appears is a - level expression, a little happy or sad that plays on her features. Level, most especially, as she clears her throat. Her veil tied around her head to tame her curls back, her shift and vest tying herself up neatly.

Peeking out from her veil is her lamp friend, and drifting around her in a circle is a soft finned creature, her Omen. Delicately colored in reds and blues as it swims in the air. ]

I find myself remiss, in how to make an introduction...

... I am Second-Child, Gilia St. Loe, Daughter-Sea, She Who Sings the Ocean to Prosperity, Who Echoes With the Ceaseless Voice.

[ That out of the way. ]

I am new to this place, this... city. I do not have much in the way of the coin, but I am skilled in other forms. I can sew, weave, till a field, clean, cast a line, or a net, gut a fish, help tend animals, both with birthing and killing, cook many types of meals...

But if you have need of anything repaired or cooked... please, if there is something I can do for resources in return, only let me know, and I shall be your glad servant.

Comments

[abornfighter]

I can't help with the goat and chickens, but I can get you linens, thread, sewing needles and food.

[She's not sure if she can reality warp animals into existence the way she can make other things manifest, and she's not entirely sure if she wants to try.]

Do you have any particular colours that you'd prefer for the linens?

[seaboard]

That would be a wonderful start, thank you.

[ Old habits died hard - and it is a slow inclination of her head in thanks, stately almost. ]

Blue, red and green. Though truly, as long as it is not black, I shall be fine with whatever you wish. Undyed serves just as well.

[ Hrm. Barter then - ] I can offer you pearls in return, if that serves?

[abornfighter]

Pearls would be fine. Or if you would prefer to save them for trading with a shopkeep, you can do some cleaning at my house instead.

[seaboard]

Certainly, I could do that.