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And I don't wanna be alone forever

But I can be tonight


Finally the word had come. She was not sure if it had been Isabella’s prodding, or if Salvia had finally made her way to the pack storage to see it packed full of garments, but it finally they were heading to the Outpost. Isabella had been lying curled in her arms, late at night, when she had given the Queen’s order, and Lillith mind had been whirling ever since.

After having moved into Isabella’s home, and giving her cottage to her son’s, she had found her hands idle. Of course there was always something to do, making sure the girls were healthy and fed, and Kaoru wasn’t getting into trouble, and the horses taken care of (especially now that Ducky was of foal); but her fingers itched to sew, but there was no need to now.

It was nearly therapeutic filling the two carts full of goods. Her cloaks, pants, dresses, moccasins, and shirts filled and entire cart and part of another, not to mentioned the jewelry and ornate weapons that she had crafted. She also had a good clutch of healthy raven eggs fathered by one of her own; they would produce healthy and intelligent offspring. Luckily, Isa did not have as much to bring; some oils, herbs, and cured meats, but that was the most of it. They tied Ducky and Korosk off to the carts and left before the sun had risen.

The girls would be cared for under Kaoru's watchful eyes, and would enjoy time with Salvia and Stannis and their children; they would surely enjoy the chance to play with the Boss’s brood; Isa and Lillith had little to worry about. Therefore, their trek up to the outpost went by quickly, as the two conversed and generally enjoyed each others company.

Soon, much sooner than expected, the gate of the Outpost appeared before them, and they were greeted by the master at the door. After showing him that they came unarmed and with goods to trade, he let them through, and they found a clear area in which to set up their wares.

Of course their tables was simple; they had not tent, only a simple awning of leather Lillith put up to shield them from the summer sun; they displayed their best pieces on soft rabbit fir, and Lillith hung some garments from a nearby tree for those interested to glance at. Then they just had to wait; Lillith was not surprised that the other traders remained quiet about her identity. Last time she had been here she had robbed another trader, and surely her coat gave her away, but the mark upon her chest and sensuous woman she was with protected her from any violence, at least for now, while the sun was up.


Most of the items up for trade are listed in this post, but if you have any questions you can PM me. (+3)


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We've been dreaming, but who can deny it's the best way of living between the truth and the lies?


There had been no order from Salvia, but it was more so for her own rank to go to the Outpost. She was the Ambassador, and that meant trading. She was hesitant to trade with the nearby packs openly, as it was clear plenty found Salsola a distasteful place. Fools, the lot of them, for failing to see the benefit of cooperating peacefully with the Thistle Kingdom. They were a wealthy group, if private and evasive, but wealthy nonetheless.


For all her concerns with her pregnant mare, Isabella knew it was a very long time until the foal dropped, over half a year. The mare might just outlive them both, though the mare was only a tad younger than her canine owner. She allowed the mare to be hooked up to the cart for the brief trip to the Outpost.


Paired with Korosk, the two seemed to do well as they plodded along the way, pulling the cart filled with their goods, mostly Lillith's. Isabella had her share of oils, many of them made independently by the slave. He had done a good enough job that she brought all of his creations, even the subpar early batches to trade for cheap. There were varying sizes of containers, many glass and a few Luperci made. The warped ones held more of the large, inexpensive ones, likes oil of spearmint, pine, and rosemary. The medium sized had lavender and swamp rose in varying qualities and ranging sizes of containers. There were also a few, well hidden, vials and small containers of lily-of-the-valley oil, something that Isabella found was toxic if sweet smelling. Something to be careful trading, for sure.


The journey was easy, and light. Isabella enjoyed the reprieve from her daughters, growing as they were, and to ease into a quiet traveling life for the brief sojourn away from Salsola. Lillith was excellent company, but they would not have a matehood if Isabella found her a poor companion to have. She was also incredibly helpful setting up their simple table, and Isabella had the freedom to move and alter positions of their goods, well aware of what caught the eyes of strangers and how to draw the eye.


Isabella had even taken a long, flat piece of bark to jot down in a flowing script the things not on display. She placed this before their table, the words large enough to see from a slight distance. Now it was a waiting game. Isabella settled herself behind the table, perched on stone underneath the leather awning Lillith had thoughtfully set up for the two of them. Her scent that day was masked with pine and mint, the cheapest and easily remade oils she had. It was more her preference than a need to disguise her pack's origins.



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After hearing about the Outpost from several loners she had come across, her brother had insisted she investigate the matter. Still half believing it was some urban legend concocted by a greedy trader to scare their competition she was quite surprised when she stumbled across it. Unprepared to engage in such a social environment she vehemently cursed him for deciding this could possibly be a good idea. Steering both Mayonnaise and her wagon to the designated area she turned around to make sure her brother and the other wagon was still behind her.

Tupperware made sure to grab a few miscellaneous bits of jewelries and candles before dismounting in case she found something interesting. Her brother placed a comforting hand on her shoulder before heading to the gates and she scrambled to follow after him. A pair of bored looking guards gave them the rundown of the rules before searching them for any contraband weaponry, giving her furless body strange looks all the while. Satisfied that they had done their jobs, the guards let them through.

Tupperware’s heart stopped beating temporarily as a combination of fear and anxiety washed over her. There were far more people them she had expected in this dingy backwater market far from what she had assumed was any semblance of civilization. It certainly wasn’t the size of a city to be sure, but to an antisocial person like her there as enough to make her want to crawl back out with her tail between her legs. She could not understand what had possibly come over her to let her brother talk her into thinking this was a good idea.

Reluctantly she headed to one of the nearby stalls, shifting her hat against the sun to shield her eyes and taking care to avoid those sitting by the fire in the center of the compound. She briefly glanced at a clothesline with an assortment of garments before deciding it was of no interest to her. Instead her attention was drawn to what appeared to be a variety of containers holding some form of liquid. Her attention caught, Tupperware approached the stall and the two women behind it eagerly awaiting customers.

“What’s in the containers”, Tupperware asked blatantly, hoping to get through this ordeal as quickly as possible.
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And I don't wanna be alone forever

But I can be tonight


Lillith and Isabella sat in the shade of the awning for quite some time, too long in fact. It made the woman uncomfortable; she did not like the idea of them having traveled all this way just to frighten off potential customers, or to come on a slow day when there were no frugal loners milling about. The statuesque woman found herself becoming bored and thirsty, and she took it upon herself to go and fill up her and Isabella’s water skins.

The Trombetta woman felt comfortable enough wandering a bit away from the stall to find the water; luckily she was able to procure some from a nearby stall owner with a trade of a few salted fish. He filled the skins from a large wooden barrel with a spigot attached; Lillith wish she had one of those.

When she turned around, fat flasks in had, she noticed two canines heading towards her stall. One was an average if not muscular male mutt, and she glanced over him briefly before her hazel eyes alighted on his companion. She nearly laughed aloud; had she been at Isa’s side she might have made some remark, but how could you not? Not only was the female tiny, nearly half the size of Lillith in height, but she was shaved down to the pores and covered in tattoos. The red woman had never seen such a sight before, and had to wrangle her face into a neutral expression as she took her place behind the stall, just as the femme asked what was in the in containers.

Lillith remained silent as Isabella explained, but did take a moment to unclasp several of the more benign wares to allow the female to smell them, if she wished. All the while Lillith stared at her unabashedly; surely the stranger would not take offense; she was asking for this type of attention anyway, was she not?


OOC. (+3)


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Isabella Heiwa
We've been dreaming, but who can deny it's the best way of living between the truth and the lies?


The day seemed likely to end in poor takings, which only meant a more prolonged stay. Isabella, at least, hoped to rid herself of some of the wares she had, especially since carting back a bunch of jars, bottles, and vials seemed a tedious ordeal. Granted, she could have easily attempted to trade with any of the many packs neighboring their home. Pickings might be better at the outpost, and the day had really only just begun for them.


Lillith went to get them some water, which the woman was not at all opposed to, feeling the need for it in the roof of her mouth. Isabella absently fiddled with the necklaces around her neck, before her eyes roved up to see a pair walking right toward her. Her lips twisted into a slight smile, a pleasant and rather bland smile. Yet her eyes gave a slight sparkle to show just how amused she was by the sight of a woman shaven and colored so. Her eyes flicked to the male for a moment and then disinterestedly returned to the tattooed woman.


Her question was asked and the Gypsy woman straightened a little. Lillith had returned and opened the innocent vials for the woman to sample. "These are essential oils from various local flora, ma belle," she said with her slight French accent. "Swamp rose, lavender, mint, and others. Good for tinctures, compresses, even hiding scents. Lavender is good for stresses and small wounds." She waved at her selection widely, then offered up a lavender vial for the woman to sample if she chose to. "Tell me your interest, and I may have what you need."



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  -moz-transition: all .5s ease;
  -ms-transition: all .5s ease;
  -o-transition: all .5s ease;
  transition: all .5s ease;
}
.isasig1 a:hover {
  -webkit-opacity: 1;
  -moz-opacity: 1;
  opacity: 1;
}
</style>
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