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A murder


Etienne couldn’t remember the times he had been faced with a jealous man, but this time the well-pedicured brow remained up in what might be seen as fear. “No need to draw that, gent.” He said with that high pitched voice of his. He felt himself step backwards and felt the first step of the spa behind him. “I mean … I didn’t really fuck her or anything.” He quickly added In hope the man wouldn’t be going in the direction he feared.

“Who says it is about a woman ?” the man asked while the darkness of night veiled his face with that sense of mystery.

Etienne shook his head as if he tried to reason “Well what is this about then ? You want money ?” he asks while he felt his foot slip into the water.  He however didn’t dare to curse or step forward. The man before him seemed to be determined to corner him and he of course only armed with his charm had nothing to defend himself with.

“What this is about is of no importance anymore. The gold already paid for.” The man said to him with a voice that held little clues as to who or why he was here.

Etienne looked up in shock and started to giggle because of the nerves that seemed to rage through him “You aren’t an Assassin.  You wear red not black, nor have I seen a mark.” he countered “Next to it I can pay more, I assure you.” His body seemed to be out of balance so he moved his other foot next to the one that was already wet from the spa.

“Perhaps we can sit down and have this conversation somewhere else, hmm ?” he suggested, but his voice seemed to lack the sureness that most knew him with.
The man didn’t speak but simply moved the blade of his gladius up so the tip would aim right at the man’s throat. “You want to spill your blood in the pool ?” he asks dryly  while he made another step forward.

Etienne tried to see what ways he had left to escape this. His hands were sweaty and the feathers of his scarf were now sticking to his face. On moments like these – being fashionable was more of a curse than anything else. “Please ?” he seemed to ask the man when the tip of the blade seemed to catch the light of the torch he had placed in the little garden.  To step further backwards would clearly mean him ending up defenceless in the water, but there was no alternative for him to go. He glanced backwards and was about to dive into the water when the blade moved with what seemed to be deadly precision.

In one quick charge the throat of Etienne had been sliced and the blood that flowed from him, mixed with the water of the pool. He felt himself fall backwards in to the water were he would die of his loss of blood. There was no scream for help only the splash of him falling into the water.

The man that had been able to enter the establishment had done for what he came and threw a ribbon into the room.  The red ribbon the only thing he left besides the body of the Gor famous hairdresser Etienne Adonicus.

Was this a well-planned assassination ? Was this a man that went insane and wished to make fame with killing someone famous ? Was this the only victim or would it be ? Who would find the hairdresser and more importantly figure the ribbon of significance ? Who had done it and why ?


Pillow talk …




[2012/04/23 17:34]  Etienne Adonicus  made an entrance and he did it with the grandeur of being Gor famous. He was of course – many requested his – art – and even on the way over here he had been detained by others as to have some advice on a hairdo, a pale taint of skin or some colour of a dress. The velvet he wore was of an exquisite quality and the tarn feathers on his rather odd hat costed a small fortune. He was shameless when it came to his wealth. “Ah … greetings greetings !!” he said as if he everyone would and should know him to be here.


[2012/04/23 17:36]  Lalla lifted her head and waved happily to Etienne. “Tal and Welcome Sir.” Her own hairdo which had taken hours looked much like a hat but was in fact a HUGE wig that she put on especially for this occasion. Her dress of course was close to being “too much” even for an entertainer. She waved her hand to the slaves [npc] that they would be ready to serve drinks when the greetings were finished.


[2012/04/23 17:37]  Xamirus Mannix reaches under to secretly find Lalla’s leg beneath her Frufru when he hears the call and looks up, recognizing the man immediately as his contact “Well well, Master Adonicus. It seems out paths have finally crossed” he holds his own moustache as he admires Etiennes and nods his approval to him “Do join us if you an ehn. I believe you are familiar with my companion Lalla are you not?”


[2012/04/23 17:40]  Etienne Adonicus  bowed his head to the man “Finally good Sir. The banker I presume or should I say the Minister hmmm ?” he turns to Lalla and smiled to the lady who he recognized “Oh by the good graces … what an excellent piece of art !” he complimented her. “That could have been one of mine …but then I might have used some gems here and there.” he would take a seat while flipping his cloak behind him. This was quite a challenge – since he was wearing extreme high heels to camouflage his lack of height and sitting down so low needed some balance. But all for the good of the cause. If you wanted to play – you needed to look like it too – was one of his motto’s. “I am very very pleased to meet … I hope you got my missive … not the pillows but the one about the Salon ?”


[2012/04/23 17:44]  Lalla looked at Etienne with admiration, and her eyes twinkled watching every movement of the man, thinking him truly splendid. But all it took was the soft fumble of fingers beneath the table and her eyes turned to her free companion, filled with adoration, gushing you might say with her love for him. She kept silent allowing for their business talk and waved to the slaves, having them bring various drinks to the table, tea but also a bottle of select wine, various pastries, and bowls of fresh, washed fruit.


[2012/04/23 17:46]  Xamirus Mannix takes note of the fineries the man is dawning, paying special attention to his cloak upon which he stares as he responds to him smiling “Banker, Minister, so many titles, I hope you will simply call me friend and due time. In regards to your missive, indeed receive it.” He grabs a pastry from the table and stuffs half of it into his mouth, chewing as he goes on ” I am eager to hear more details of it. But firstly let me thank you for those exquisite pillows, you are showing an access to a range of fabrics that have escaped me somehow” he swallows the pastry and passes the half eaten piece to Lalla as he reaches for another one “Tell me about your Salon, what is your plan and how can I help?”


[2012/04/23 17:51]  Etienne Adonicus  would only accept tea and when a slave offered sugar or honey he declined. “Such is terrible for my skin, slave … do not ever try to tempt me again.” he then took one of the pastries – which perhaps contained even more sugar and started to eat from it too. His eyes were dark but showed a good humoured man that had been around. “Ah the pillows … yes on request of the lady Stela. They are excellent for – rough nights – if you get my drift.” he turns to Lalla “No offence of course !” he said in understanding to her station – even if he considered women all to be slaves – he never had harmed one. “But yes the Salon … well in truth .. my parents owned large pieces of estates in Ar for centuries. Of course in time things were destroyed by senseless wars and all and with it the Salon that I used to own didn’t seem to be there anymore. I have taken a small space in the market and want it registered to my name. Of course such ownership will be compensated.” he took the cup and with a pinky finger sipped.


[2012/04/23 17:55]  Lalla : “Oh yes those pillows!” she remarked, lovely really.” She watched with awe as Xamirus shoveled the food into his mouth. Her eyes went to his chubby waist. He grew handsomer by the day she thought. She looked back to Etienne, “rough nights? Stela has those, but she is not companioned…” she caught herself and brought her hand up to her mouth to stifle a laugh perhaps. She listened as if entranced now by Etienne’s story of his family, and heard ‘large estates.’ “Ah, this explains how you come to be so cultured, Etienne.” She turned pushing more pastries in Xamirus direction, gesturing to the custard filled ones.


[2012/04/23 17:59]  Xamirus Mannix replaces the piece of pastry that he was about to gorge and turns serious, a mix of intrigue and posturing. He smiles to Lalla and removes a small, plain copper jar from his belt, setting it on the table and opening it quickly with the same hand. Taking his time in silence he dips one index finger into the salve and then the other, rubbing them then against his thumbs in tiny circles. He carefully applies the light colored, honey like paste under his nose and smooths it out over his moustache, twisting the ends tightly. Having said nothing for some time now he moves slowly still, closing the jar and putting it away then finally looking at Etienne, with a big smile. “Your name sounded familiar but I could not place it. I myself have clouded roots to my past in the city as well, but let’s get serious. You require a loan? or a partner? I prefer the latter” he stares at the man as coldly as he can master, squinting and keeping his eyes locked on him.


[2012/04/23 18:02]  Etienne Adonicus  perked a brow at Lalla “I am not privy to her nights, girl. But isn’t like she had them delivered to her, hmmm..” he said with a wink – betraying that the woman indeed had done so. “Oh but no no … I guess that comes from my many travels. I have been requested in many regions. You name it and I have been there. The north for some upper Jarl to have his beard trimmed to have him look more fierce as to the Tahari region for some chain of slaves that needed their hair braided. My craft is a rare one and if you are any good often searched.” he turns to Xamirus and his index finger moved over his well pedicured brow “Ah … a man to my heart – the latter of course and since you are a banker some good place for some of my valuables.” with that he winked to Lalla “gifts … and of course my life savings.” the cold look seemed to be completely ignored or did he only feign such to his own benefit ?


[2012/04/23 18:05]  Lalla nodded to every word that Etienne spoke, he was like a pied piper but instead of rats it was the ‘girls’ of ar who followed him about. She laid her hand delicately on the table near Xamirus, her fingertips just touching his skin. “Such a wonderful thing, a business venture with this genius of a man, well…” she paused laughing very softly, “between two geniuses really.” With these soft words she gave her own blessing to any relationship that might come of this. “Would this mean I might get a small discount when I have my own hair done, Etienne?” She lifted a dark delicate eyebrow as she said this.


[2012/04/23 18:11]  Xamirus Mannix is visibly aggravated this time at the talk about Stela’s possible behaviour, his veins pulsing at his temples as he stares at the table. He softens as Lalla’s finger touches his and he tunes in again to here her praise and last comment to the eccentric man. He looks at Lalla and smiles, offering the same smile to Etienne “I will tell you right away I am very interested. I have a great appreciation for artistry, and your reputation is saturated with just that. You may have heard of David Girilius, he is the finest jeweller and silversmith in Ar, like Gor. He is a member of my house. He puts his arm over Lalla’s and looks at her again lovingly, staring at her “The finest musician, poet and entertainer sits here before you, and she is Mannix. I can go on and on, but I think my point is clear. Sir you artistry has lead you to some fame and fortune, but your mercantile sense has brought you to your final destination. The one that shall lead you to your true destiny. I propose more than a partnership”


[2012/04/23 18:13]  Etienne Adonicus  spreads his arms “But by the good graces. I will not hear it … Consider your appointment already set and paid for if this will come to a success. If of course you allow.” with that he turned to Xamirus “I will make your companion a fashion statement of Ar. By the Priest does Ar need such … !!” he claimed. “Truly I came not a moment to soon, truly all those women ruining their hair with the most terrible veils while hair needs to breath.” he chuckles “Oh forgive me … I can get at times a little carried away, but than again Beauty is Art and Art is passion.” when Xamirus spoke he perked a brow. He could start with some humbleness but he wasn’t the man for such. “Ah yes David – my order already stands with the man.” he replied and then chipped “More ?”


[2012/04/23 18:16]  Lalla said “More?” at the same time Etienne did, almost like an echo. She laughed at how that happened. “I am sure whatever you offer will be very generous.” She said her voice soft to her companion. She turned then waving to the slaves to come wipe up the crumbs, and replace what was delivered with fresh. She herself sat not eating or drinking, simply listening and she touched her veil. “I could not agree with you more Etienne, I *detest* veils, and grew up without them.” She lowered her voice, sighing, “but lately there has been unrest in Ar, and some men will arrest for every little thing, so I wear it.”


[2012/04/23 18:20]  Xamirus Mannix takes several pieces of fruit off the table and tosses them into his mouth listening with a grin on the talk of veils and hair. His words are muffled as he tries to swallow and speak at once “If we enter into a standard partnership I will ask to take hold of a sizable amount of your assets in trust. I will have to meddle and keep track of things with a diligence that would likely bog down your creativity and with the large fee you will have to pay to repay your debt, it will take time for profits to be seen, however…As a member of my house I can afford you much more freedom, much more support and unlock the resources of my holdings in your favour. I am always in search of the rare, and the lucrative. ” he smiles as he reaches to Lalla and tries to take her hand “I only need see a gem once to know its value”


[2012/04/23 18:23]  Etienne Adonicus  wasn’t a very violent man but now slammed his hand on the table – and hurt himself more than he would dare to admit or show “How dare they !” he replied to Lalla “I guess young boys that still think they need to prove themselves with such petty things.” he said “Tut tut tut … truly … ” still his interest was very much taken by Xamirus and what he wished to propose. Often many didn’t give him the credit for his keen and sharp mind, something he used to his own benefit. Let them think him a fool while he would get away with almost anything since none ever suspected him. “Member of the House and with this wonderful girl in it … how could I say no to such !” he said winking yet again. Than his eyes glint and his face turns to Xamirus “I could use some help with some of the things that I might find in your house. I would be honoured to venture into such a high esteem one. Truly honoured.” and it was true. The reputation of the house had reached him.  Etienne Adonicus  had of course heard all kind of gossip when his clientele seated in his chair. What was true or a lie – mattered little – to him it was name and fame.


[2012/04/23 18:26]  Lalla was beaming beneath her veil. She nodded approvingly as Etienne slammed his hand down and she reached out to steady the tea pot and a few places that leaped up dancing practically at the motion on the table. “Girls,” she said softly. “Splendid!” she cried hearing Etienne’s agreement. “I am so so very pleased.” She slid her foot under the table to press gently against Mannix’ thigh.


[2012/04/23 18:30]  Xamirus Mannix wipes his mouth and looks back and forth between Lalla and Etienne as he sets his hands on the table and swallows the last bit of food in his mouth. His face turns serious and for a very brief instance shows anger, preceding a smile that sent blood rushing to his head and could easily be mistaken for unbridled joy “The Lady Lalla is indeed a member, as is the honourable Lady Razi whom I see you are familiar with. There is of course the small difference that a partnership is limited in term and negotiable. ” He looks directly at Etienne again, holding his smile “Where as what I’m offering is neither negotiable, nor limited to any number of lives. Barring disgrace or expulsion, and forgive me for being so blunt, but you realize sir I am asking you to spill you blood. To join it with ours. Even in death, you will be Mannix”


[2012/04/23 18:35]  Etienne Adonicus  was very much aware that this was serious business. But his business was growing above his head. The fights before his shop were a constant bother and the paper work was dreadful. To be part of the House could at least spare him some of such worries. He took a deep breath of air and held it in pause before he would exhale and nodded “I wish to join the House and understand that I will have to offer my part in it and would do of course such. I doubt anyone has ever called me but generous so I am sure we can reach terms when it comes to the negotiations. If you wish me to spill blood I have to warn you though.” with that again he paused “I am a man of art. I can turn an ugly woman to a sight to behold. It wouldn’t be a first that an Initiate gave up his celibacy for something I have created.” he then suddenly admitted “I faint at the sight of blood though.” he sighs.


[2012/04/23 18:38]  Lalla coughed, “It is your artistic sensibilities Etienne that make you so, your blue blood so to speak coming out in not being able to hand the sight of horrors. You must always be surrounded by beauty!” She glanced at her free companion as she spoke, she knew how important that part of the agreement was. “I am sure if you had to, you could hold a hair pin and handle it with your eyes closed couldn’t you?” her voice was a soft plea. She herself waved her hands about as she spoke her frufru fluttering in the breezes of the tea house.


[2012/04/23 18:48]  Xamirus Mannix smiles proudly but shakes his head no and maintains a serious momentum to the tone of the discussion “You honour me with your pledging, there is no pain in the ceremony but the Blade of Mannix but must be used or it simply is not valid. I promise you won’t feel a thing. Not for long anyways” he nods and looks at Lalla smiling, noticing how she tried to comfort the man’s fears and looks at Etienne again “Master Adronicus. Etienne” he reaches his arm out towards him to shake and leans towards him “I accept your pledge with this shake of arms in honour of the old ways that you intend with all your heart to bring profit and honour to my house, while exponentially multiplying your own. Therefore, as I said before, be in charity one with another, like brother and brother; love, dread, and serve the Priest Kings to which I, as your house head, and sovereign caretaker, exhort and dually require you. I doubt not, but that love and league, shell echo the tales of our profits to come. We have a deal?”


[2012/04/23 18:51]  Lalla looked at Etienne anxiously. “It is only a tiny cut and will be over quickly!” her voice sounded urgent, “really it takes but a second you can look elsewhere, or pinch yourself.” She made several suggestions. “It is quite worth the inconvenience and I so would like to see you in our family.” She moved uneasily on her cushion.


[2012/04/23 18:52]  Etienne Adonicus  turns to Lalla and smiled “Oh but of course – it is in my nature and my legacy. I do not wish to entertain myself with plainness. Beauty is art and art is passion. We Goreans should celebrate it every day to its fullest.” in that he was dead serious. When Xamirus offered his arm he would take it and give it a firm grip – for as far he was capable of such “We sure do !” he said while his eyes glint of pleasure “I am honoured most honoured and as I have none that benefit of my work – I am most pleased to have it now at the Mannix House !” he was truly pleased and snapped to the slaves “Some of the finest wines – such needs to be celebrated.” he ordered as if it was the equivalent of the most expensive champagne on earth.


[2012/04/23 18:57]  Xamirus Mannix lifts his cup of tea over his head and looks around the table “A cheer to the future. We shall celebrate in kind when the time is right, and we shall both Lalla and I be regular visitors to your talents. I have been considering a little refreshment of my appearance myself. I shall have some documents sent to you immediately. Once the details are settled. We shall put the proper amount of planning and gold into your Salon, and make sure it is the finest on all of Gor, in matching of your talents!” he nods pleased and slams his hand down against the table zealously “Sadly I must make my leave, work is life is it not? Please feel free to stay and enjoy yourselves.” looks at Lalla “I shall see you before long my love. I must attend a collection from some degenerate gamblers that won’t hold me up too long”


[2012/04/23 18:59]  Lalla lifted a goblet of water that one of the slaves had left there, “Cheers to Mannix House and all of its people. May they grow together, May they thrive!” Her eyes twinkled at Etienne. “It is a proud day for the House!”


[2012/04/23 19:00]  Etienne Adonicus  chuckles and then nods “On that note … I have to see to some myself. I can’t have the girls waiting .. they might ruin the Salon as we speak.” he bowed deep his courtesy “I will await the papers and the time in which we will cheer hmm !! ” the smiled to Lalla “I is my honour !! And will be done with effort.”







A slap


[06:08]  Ucheshi had ventured to the market,having to pick up the groceries ordered for the Slaver’s house.It was fairly quiet so early inthe morning,people recovering from the night before no doubt.The stones were still cool from the night’s chill and felt good on the bottoms of her bare feet.Uche mused about a few things as she paced down the stalls,examining the varied fruits,trying to choose the freshest ones visually before making request of purchase.She glanced at the colorfulcurtain not too far away,looking at it a long moment,pondering what new vendor had arrived

[06:10]  Etienne Adonicus opened the curtain with grandeur and peeked out to see if any of the women were already lined up. “Girls girls … no need to push.” he cautioned several when his eyes fall upon the slave that stared at the curtain or him … he wasn’t sure. “Approach slave.” he tells her.

[06:11]  Ucheshi was startled ,not realizing she stood frozen staring..her cheeks flushed slightly as she put down the fruit and stammered “Yes Master” He looks quite grand,dressed like no other she had ever seen,she approached with eyes reflecting her amazement

[06:13]  Etienne Adonicus snapped his fingers so the girl could stand before him. The high heels made crouching quite an adventure he had learned. “By the Priest Kings and Odin who did your hair ?” he asks with a high pitched voice. He instantly took a pair of scissors in his hand and seemed the threat already with a haircut.

[06:15]  Ucheshi knelt on the cool stones, her jaw slackened a bit as she looked to him and beyond into the fancy store..she quickly closed her gaping yaw and lowered her eyes.Uche’s voice,as always was colored with the disticnt accent of the Peoples of the Turian plains,her hand went up atumatically to her hair..ithad grown quite a lot since her trip to the walled city”A man..the one that brought me to this place Master..”again she lowered her eyes now did fully blush ,looking to himbriefly with a spark of fire reflecting in her eyes”It has grown since,Master”,a hand remained trying to pull a few locks as if by magic it would make it grow

[06:19]  Etienne Adonicus gave the girl a critical look “Well the man had little understanding of value, slave.” he tells her while he cupped her chin and seemed to level her bang a little. Instantly it seemed to allow her eyes come much better out in her features. The women that were waiting gasped while they watched his magic. He canted his head a little to have all kind of angles on the girls face and than sighs “Tut tut tut. Truly … your owner should be notified. There are these days lotions to have it grow.”

[06:22]  Ucheshi had stood as commanded,her eyes watching the scissors,eyes bouncing to his hat and the scissors and back again,her eyebrows shot up as he had quickly cut some hair over her eyes.Uche huffed thru pursed lips to make the bits that fell upon them cause to fly off …she reflexively smoothesd hair from the other side of her face and stared at him with …disbelief perhaps”Did that happen to You Master? ,someone cut your hair wrong?”her eyes stayed fixed to his cap…it was a great hat,dont get her wrong,but his head was covered and she surmised it perhaps was from amishap of someones knife or the scissors he now held…she added as an afterthought,somewhat getting her mind back”Thank You Master?”

[06:26]  Etienne Adonicus perked a well pedicured brow and looks at the girl as if she just made water burn “Oh by the Priest Kings no – slave.” he hears some of the women sniffle bhind him some were even holding their breath in fear the slave would be slapped or beaten by her rather direct question. “My hair is sculpted very nicely but when I work I do not want it in my eyes, girl.” he chuckles and shook his head “Such a devalued slave you are with such wild and uncut hair.” he tells her. “Your owner must be some peasent from the plains that doesn’t know what is fashion. Tell me who is it ?” he pressed her to speak.

[06:30]  Ucheshi shot a daring glance to the sniggering women fawning around him and oddly rather than feeling ashamed ,Uche stood a bit taller and prouder,swishing her hair back and forth in a quick movement as if it has been a great mane of envy to any other,the triacle hair tickling the breadth of her shouders..the girl spoke as if she were perhaps a high slave impervious to any insults or disparing looks from the others,she was afterall a slave from the wagons and was not shy by any means,unless the occasion called for it..this did not seem one of them”My previous ower was Master..I was stolen in the night to repay a debt owned to Master Arriaga the Schendi slaver in town,He has a house here,if You have not met yet?”

[06:31]  Ucheshi: disparaging*)

[06:31]  Ucheshi: stolen in the night from under a wagon*)

[06:34]  Etienne Adonicus nodded as he understood that the slave hadn’t been bred for beauty. In his view the girl lacked a certain finesse when it came to it. But no slave couldn’t be helped in that department if their owners had the coin to spare. “I have not met the slaver but it is time he does meet me. Clearly you will not bring that much on an auction if you remain this way.” he shook again his head “Oh la la … truly … what a shame … But tell him girl a couple of silvers would make his entire stock much more appealing.” he glanced to the ladies in line behind him. “Don’t you agree girls ?” he called them just as much girls as he did slaves and because of his charm and talent they allowed him such. “Ensure that the man learns of it, slave.” he tells the girl. The women were anxious to get into the salon and when one of his employers called up the first the woman cried her pleasure and passed him to head into the salon.

[06:38]  Ucheshi listeend and leaned in a bit glancing to the pictures on his walls of elaborate hairstyles,and of course her gaze went to the woman lined up all a tittering when he called them girls..Uche furrowed her brows a bit and looked to him and laughed quickly briefly before she spoke”Yes Master of course…do You have experience with hair of girls from SCehendi and the inner jungles? Tis what my Master specializes in,it is quite different hair to style”she again looked at all around with disbelief and utter amazement,She only knew women in teh city that wore fullrobes of concealment,and the other Free Women she knew were dour,with two braids down thier backs wearing pretty much..sack cloths..she asked him quietly as if telling him a secret”are these woman Slaves Master?” she gestured to the seeming thong of women waiting,she could not imagine Free woman with such elaborate hairstyles as those in the pictures

[06:44]  Etienne Adonicus now slapped the girl across her face – the slap was far from hard. He didn’t own the strength. “You watch your tongue, slave. To offend my clientele isn’t something I take lightly. ” the fact he called them so was one thing but a slave to suggest it another. The girl was in luck that he himself wasn’t one of the brutes or she might have been in worse shape because of her bold remarks. “First – beast ” and it became clear he wasn’t quite taken by her -game of words – which was quite unique. The man was known to be kind and charming to any women “I have been all over Gor because of my skill. Do not dare to question if I have it since I have been in any region of this planet to see that there was style and fashion. Braided hair or the structure of the hair of that region is well known to me just as the structure of the hair in the high North.” he than shook his head wondering why he even explained himself to the girl that clearly was taking the oppertunity to put the women in line up and in arms.

[06:48]  Ucheshi avoided a trail of spoittle that came her way from the passing woman..stepping lightly to void it and paid no attention to the disparaging remarks of others..tthe slap turned her face,but it did not do more than sting..she felt the heat of it on her face and boldly looked at him”It was an honest question Master,You know of your fame and fortune ,a beast does not and for that she begs mercy and forgivness,a girl knows only slaves vain enough to try to look ..pretty..and thanks you for an education this day Master,my Master will be informed of your skills”she said thatlast part like it would be a cold day in the city of dust if she told him,but too she was irked and would of course inform him of this chance meeting and the odd FW that stood in line to feed their vainty

[06:54]  Etienne Adonicus felt himself now pushed. The women in the shop and line would expect him to deal adequate with the slave that in her so called honesty even insulted the women further. “Your tongue is far from pleasing and your judgment very unbecoming.” he tells her. “I would have whipped you senseless if it weren’t for the fact that you are a waste of my time. I do not know what kind of slaver would want his slaves out in the streets that dare to insult the women of Ar in such a manner.” his voice became more in anger something that was quite rare for him. “You will go to your owner and tell him that you here in public have offended any women of Ar. Tell him that in you so called innocence you have played coy and ignorant while I doubt you truly are. You insolent sleen.” he again slapped her and this time there seemed to be more force in the slap – perhaps because she had managed to get him angry. He could have just cut her hair, but there was no bone in his body that wished to compensate the slaver for such a low beas

[06:59]  Ucheshi again only turned her face as the slp struck her,her cheek redened,she was livid,her questions honest and obviously making the truth of the questions glaringly obvious…she kowtowed to him and said clearly “as it pleases You Master it shall be done..”and with that,she turned and bowed her head the ladies in line as they tittered and spoke to each other with enormous satisfaction that the Hairdresser acted as he had. Uche made her way back into the market to pruchase the morning groceries..the slaves there giving her appreciate looks,however sneakily they did and some gave her looks of disproval,thos that over heard..Uche cared not..he knew what she knew..and even tho this sicty like a foreign country to her,.she knew her thruths..before departing back she did wish all the free well and thanked the Hairdresser again for instructing her

[07:01]  Etienne Adonicus shook his head at the insolence beast and muttered something about the training of slaves and their looks before he would sent his own slave to see that the woman was served some fine wine while they could debate what needed to be done. The curtain closed so the woman could unveil herself without any curious spectaters.

The trail of paper


As Etienne learned that to have a business needs documentation in the Central Cylinder he has requested an audience with the Lady Julia. The beautiful girl Blush had been so kind to relay the message but unfortunately he received word back from Lady Julia that made clear this wasn’t going to be easy.

To Etienne, Hairdresser and Merchant of Ar
From: Lady Julia Domna, House of Probus, Scribe.

It has come to my attention through one slave named Blush, that you are inquiring about paperwork for your business.

Might I suggest that you speak with David, the Silversmith, as he is the Minister in charge of such things.  After speaking with him about your business, if you still feel that you want a deed or business entity document, please visit me at the Central Cylinder.

Lady Julia, Scribe of Ar.

With this note in hand he tried to find the Minister in his shop, but again he seemed to be without luck. The man was nowhere in sight and with it he left the man a note.

[05:37]  Etienne Adonicus took a deep breath of air and noted the rarius on the bench “Ah good man … enjoying the early morning sun are we ?” he asks chuckling a little while he brushed down the velvet of his coat.

[05:39]  Noctis Aura raises his head to see a free standing in front of him and nods with a polite smile on his face”Tal free,yes,few rest for my bones until the duty calls me again”he simply says

[05:41]  Etienne Adonicus nodded “I am sure duty calls constantly … a man needs his relaxation.” he replied while he adjusted his sleeve. “So good man … A rarius that I can see … From a long respectable family, house ?” he asks curious. He assumed the man knew of him. He was afterall the Gor famous Beauty Artist.

[05:43]  David Girilius: “Etienne,” the smith said from just outside the shadow of the alley, inclining his head towards the man.

[05:44]  Noctis Aura he stands up and nods tapping his heart”Yes a rarius from this city”smiles”Noctis from the Aura house”greetings with a slightly nod of his head then gaze curiously at the man clothes “I have the pleasure to speak with?”

[05:45]  Etienne Adonicus turned to the voice “Ah .. the minister !!” he said in pleasure “Just the man I was looking for.” he turned to Noctis and perked a well pedicured brow. “You face the Gor famous Etienne of Ar … THE specialist when it comes to beauty.” he tells him. He shook his head a little amused and turned back to David “Do you have some time for a humble Beauty artist, good man ?” he asks David. The irony hmm.

[05:46]  David Girilius: His voice was low and raspy as he spoke, his movements stiff. “Aye. I’ll be in your shop.” He nodded at the man, and turned to head in that direction.

[05:47]  Noctis Aura chuckles and nods”Well,nice to meet you good man.I’m sure you’ll have a lot of work in Ar”smiles polite and stops as the two man speaks

[05:47]  Etienne Adonicus dipped his head to the rarius “I wish you well, good man … business calls.”

[05:48]  Etienne Adonicus pointed to a chair “Please sit.” he offered in a pitched voice … “I am sure one of my many slaves will serve us something while we discuss business.” he took a scroll from his belt and handed it over “I was told to see you about this.”

[05:50]  David Girilius: David scans the scroll quickly, his lips moving silently as he reads. “She is mistaken.” The words are curt, not unkind, but simply tired. “I deal with labor disputes – if you seek to register a business formally, I believe you would speak with Xamirus Mannix, the Minister of Commerce. I deal with regulation of pay, hours, if the butcher gave you a shit cut of tarsk…” He manages a low, weak laugh. “That sort of thing. I should say I’m traveling the next few… while. But if you send word to Xamirus, he will know how to find me.”

[05:53]  Etienne Adonicus ponders on it “Hmmm … I am not used to the Scribe Julia to give false information, but I see where you come from.” he chuckles “Well as I do work on my appearance and have to live of it I do not eat meat. Bad for my skin.” he explained “but thankfully none have crossed me yet.” he chuckles devious. “I will see this Xamirus.” he concluded on the topic at hand. “Traveling ? Hmm what a shame since I had hope you would make me a sealring. For some reason I lost mine a few moons back. I can guess it trapped in some wig.”

[05:55]  David Girilius: David drew in a breath, held it for a few moments, and exhaled, slowly, nodding. “I will be working while I travel, but my apprentices are quite good, and my mother, Moira, is a skilled jeweler. If you see any of them – all dark of hair, all shor… ah, compact, as am I – they will be able to assist you. Hope, Moira, and Lusira, and my errant brother Molokh, wherever he’s gotten off to.” He moves quickly around etienne, and lifts a hand in farewell. “I wish you well, Etienne,” he says, trying to be as warm as possible. With a quick shrug, he heads back into the dark alley.

[05:57]  Etienne Adonicus nodded taking the words to memory. He felt pretty naked without his ring. “I will see them !” he called out after him. “I wish you well on your travels good man … and do not forget … Beauty is the art !!” with that he watched himself in the mirror again to see if his mustache needed to be trimmed.

Word travels


[03:25]  Faye Darkbyrd shrugged her sholders some “We were once close.. but no longer.. He has fallen into ill favor with the house, Drevan has made it clear i am to keep distance, and David is lost caste..” she sighed gently “Aye, from the stories I hae heard he killed the assassin, but I havnt heard much in detail or looked much into the matter.. been so busy resting and studying.. and making sure that man doesnt go hurting himself running after slaves..” she chuckled some

[03:27]  Lady Stela Razi gave a lopsided grin under her viel. “Well its good to hear he is feeling well enough to be himself then. ” She looked around once more and wondered aloud, ‘Have ou seen Micah today?”

[03:28]  Etienne Adonicus entered what he believed to be some kind of clinic. The buzzes that proceeded him were of his fame – the way he wore his fur coat and all kind of fashion statements. When he entered he glanced about himself and perked a brow at the words mentioned. Soon – he would know all of it – that was certain. Women loved to chat during his – special treatments. “Tal there !” he offered gallantly “I hope I do not interupt anything important…. And what an addorable dress !” he says to Stela. The compliment seemed to be sincere.

[03:31]  Faye Darkbyrd shook her head “Not seen him yet today, been held up in my room most the day but—” she cut off suddenly seeing the figure entering through the large doors, her eyes grew a bit wider, then a snicker following as she looked the outfit over “Ah.. t-tal.. Sir..” she managed giving a light tilt of her head in his direction “Goodness, that is quite a coat, what sort of fur is that?” she began off, her merchant side tugging at her beore she shook her head “Ah.. can I be of any service Sir?” she added quickly, her discussion with stela briefly forgotten.

[03:32]  Lady Stela Razi turned towards the voice and arched a cruious brow, ‘Goodness!” she exclaimed before having a chance to censor herself. With a wince she bowed her head,’Greeings sir, and thank you.” she offered while looking down at her new dress, ‘I had it made in Thentis.”

[03:34]  Etienne Adonicus chuckles at Faye while he brushed his hand over his coat. “Ah good taste !” he complimented “This one was made of tails of squirels. Handtailored by a good aquintance.” he shared. It wouldn’t be a first that in the next hand more would have such a coat if they could afford it. He turns back to Stela “And finally an updo .. ” he turned to Faye “No offence girl – but why hide hair when you can do so much with it, hmmm….” the way he spoke might be offending and yet there was this certain charme about it. There was no ill intent at all. The high heeled boots to make him look taller. “Adorable … that dress … although with your complexion a little colour on the cheeks and it would be perfect. I have opened a shop … see me for some advise.” he suggests – still not coming to the point why he was here.

[03:38]  Faye Darkbyrd reached a hand up to touch her cowl and chuckled “ONe hides the hair when she wakes up to having slept wrong on it Sir.” she joked lightly explaining herself. After a long moment she finally jumped more to attention “Ah, a merhant of sorts? And what shop sir, may I ask, do you own? Hard to stop by if one knows not the shop nor the name of the owner.” she smiled beneath the veils

[03:40]  Lady Stela Razi reached up as well to check her hair.. having just had a bit of … and accident with it, she had to now wear it as tightly bound as possible. But the news of a new shop! This made her eyes dance, ‘Yes, indeed, tell us. I lost my old seamstress and now have to travel out of the city to find something that no one else has.” she pulled a face now because it was quite a drag having to travel with escorts adn such.

[03:42]  Etienne Adonicus looked in shock to Faye – as if the mere question was an insult “What kind of shop ?!” he echo’d “I am Etienne – The Etienne well known to be the Gor Famous expert when it comes to beauty !” he exclaims. He moved towards Stela and asked “Allow me.” he reached to her chin to lift her face if she would allow him. In his other hand a little brush “This from the Tahari region. A mixture of the fine sand and pigments.” he explained and brushed it lightly just above the rim of her veil “There see ! Much better.” he than nodded to her “Oh yes it is hard to find the right people, but if you need any of my connections I am more than willing to help.” he offered graciously “Really … I have walked in Ar and can only imagine I came not a day to soon. Truly … ” again he turned to Faye “even for such there is an antidote if you fear your hair to be ruined by a hard time sleep.”

[03:47]  Faye Darkbyrd typically was not one to care so for looks and fashions hiding so behind her cowls and veils most days, but she found it quite curious watching him helping out stela “Hmm, I am sure could always use something new to spend my time and fortunes upon .” she chuckled a bit “it is good to hear more buisness here in Ar, welcome great Etinne.”

[03:47]  Lady Stela Razi was a bit overwhelmed by his presence, and then he was touching her face! Stela stammered a bit, but vain little thing that she was, he was allowed to do what he needed, ‘Oh! You have connections?! Please I must see you soon then. The last seamstress promised unique designs and I see handfull of women wearing the same dress.” she was still angry about this and it showed in her newly colored but contored face

[03:51] Etienne Adonicus bowed deeply as if he was some prince in a fairytale “Ahh most gracious !” he replied whie he smiled. He turned to Stela “Oh that is so much better and that hair .. really it could use some nice combs perhaps some gems.” he narrowed his eyes as if he already was seeing how it would turn out. “But girls please … feel free to visit at any time. I have opened up just opposite of the perfumer. I couldn’t have asked for a better location. The smell of it exquisite.” he tells. “But be aware at times lines form so if you wish to be certain to have a spot find my secretary and make an appointment.” he nodded to Stela “I know … I myself often think I am unique and the next hand I have to find something else to stand out …” he chuckles at that. “As to the restless evenings of sleep, a silken pillow will keep your hair unharmed. I use it always.” he suggests. He was many things, but he was also generous with his advise and compliments.

[03:55]  Faye Darkbyrd listened on quite attentiely.. As odd as she had found the man, he was quite good with his words, she couldn’t help but look and listen on. “Hmm, sounds like you shall do quite well here in Ar hehe.. I shall be sure to stop in to see what further advise you might have for a lady such as myself Sir.” she chuckled softly fidgeting with the hem of her cowl a moment and the few firey strands of hair there. “Silk pillow.. hmm.. Shall look into that, quite kind Sir.” she smiled toward him behind her veils

[03:57]  Lady Stela Razi was totally sucked in. Had it not been for all the money she managed to find in her gaurdians, Stela might have died over her addictions to luxuries. “Oh.. a silken pillow… how decadent. That must feel so lovely?’ she looked over at Faye now, ‘We should get one. ” Then back at Etienne, ‘Could you order us two?

[03:59]  Etienne Adonicus nodded towards Faye “I always say – You don’t want to be found with holes in your underwear … so why would you want to be found with a bad hairdo when you have my talent nearby, hmmm.” with that he grins and shook his head “Ah … no I nearly forgot as to why I am here. ” he laughs good humoured and as ever pleasent “I often use dye and use a salve to protect the skin when I work on it. Now since much of my belongings are still in boxes I had hope to find some of it here, could you assist ?” he asks Faye. He turns to Stela “Of course, girl. I will have my slave see to it. I believe I have some silk somewhere she can sew them and have vulofeathers in them. Really so soft like a little babies skin.” he fluttered his lashes as if the mere thought of planting his own head in them was quite tempting even now.

[04:05] Faye Darkbyrd couldn’t help but giggle some at Stela’s words “We are lucky that both our houses fair so well in the city to afford such lexturies and not befall such issues as bad hair now..” she teased gently, but knew them both well off. Speak of sales brought her attention back more fully now. “Ah, of course Sir. I make many of my own salves here for various uses. Iv been working a few for more sensitive matters.. Hmm, let me see here..” she murmured to herself slowly rising from the seat she grumbled a bit, eager to soon be done with the growing within her. She moved over to the shelves looking through them. “Hmm, that pillow sounds quite nice.”

[04:07]  Narcizza Prizzani rode a sandy pelted, healthy young kaiila to the cylinder, claws scratching noisily at the pavement as they approached with a slow stride. She slipped down the side of the saddle as she arrived at her destination after a ride of one ahn and handed the bridle to a herder that came running at her side to take charge of the stabling of the beast. She murmured several instructions for feeding and watering the animal and patting dust off her skirt with gloved hands, walked into the cylinder.

[04:08]  Lady Stela Razi was off in thought while Faye tended to Etiennes’ salve needs. She could be heard now thinking aloud, ‘I could get one for each of them…” she mumbled partial names…” cah…irus… la… no no.. not her.. not yet…but david.. hmm” she counted off on her hand, and then exclaimed, I’ll take 4! I’ll send word to you on who to deliver the entire bill to, and who the pillows should be set to.” What a great evening!

[04:09]  Etienne Adonicus nodded to Faye “I truly recommend it and if you have your hair done it keeps it long neat. Silk doesn’t ruin it as it is very smooth.” he replied he lifted his fingers to his lips “The salve need to smell nice too, since the dye when applied can be quite … how shall I say it … penetrant.” he smiled than and bowed again “Consider it done girls.” he offers graciously. “But please see my shop when you have the time. I can apply some colour here and there give some advise on hair and I am well known for the relaxing massages too. I do visit too since I can imagine that such might be more pleasent.” there seemed to be no hidden intent than to just offer his services.

[04:14]  Faye Darkbyrd hummed a bit to herself as she looked through various mixes a moment for one best suiting the need. She mixed a few of the minor batches, sniffing gently at it before nodding. “Not perfumer.. But it is not unpleasant.” she murmured out loud before she capped the jar and turned to return to the man holding it ou carefully to him. “Mmm, mssage sounds quite nice.” she admited with a light shiver at the thought of such a relaxing thing.

[04:16]  Narcizza Prizzani partially overheard the conversation as she stepped in, catching on words like ” hair, dye, massage” and perked her ears, her attention drawn by the trio who discussed. ” Tal sir, ladies. ” she offered casually at them, ” Am i hearing correct, monsieur is a hair stylist? ”

[04:18]  Etienne Adonicus took it from Faye and smelled it “Hmmm.. perhaps I can have the perfumer give it a try in making it smell better.” he mused and than smiled “What do I owe you girl … ” again there was only the man that was gifted with charm while he said so. His pouch on the belt was clearly filled with enough. His wealth was known too, but than again being asked to visit all over Gor to provide the latests fashion style wasn’t cheap. He was no falantropist. Even if he was generous there were limits. He turned to the new arrival “Ah … but of course !!! Etienne !! That is my.” he said while he bowed gallantly to her. He assumed her to know of his fame or name, his talent had been well known all over Gor. If one would make a comparison to Earth she faced the gaultier of Gor.

[04:20]  Faye Darkbyrd waved her hands in front of her “oh no no.. the advise was payment enough Sir, take it. I look forward to seeing your shop sometime to see to further improvements I must admit.. Not typically one to take advise from men of course.. But i see no reason us ladies must always hide under all the cowls and not enjoy outselves now and again with a ew improvements.” she nodded her ehad before looking to the new arrival “Ah, tal lady.”

[04:21]  Lady Stela Razi looked over with surprise at Lady Narcizza, forgetting her spontaneous shopping spree for the moment, ‘Lady! It has been quite a while since I’ve seen you.. Since your companioning to be exact” Her eyes studied the woman with no small aboutn of curiousity.

[04:24]  Narcizza Prizzani had heard of the man with moustache indeed and eyes shone brilliantly with recognition at his introduction. ” Well met Etienne, I’m looking forward to getting an appointment from you. Narcizza Prizzani, chemist. ” She replied and let her eyes wander on the scribe who arranged the details of her companionship contract, ” Indeed we haven’t met since then, lady Stela, was it? ” she continued, stretching her legs to rid herself of the uneasiness of her muscles after her kaiila sceance. ” I’ve had a daughter since then, the contract itself is coming to its end sooner that i’d believe. Might be, we renew. ”

[04:25] Etienne Adonicus chuckles “Indeed girl, why leave it only to slaves when we can look justas amazing eventhough of course more subtle would be aquired. I wouldn’t want anyone in steel because of my advise.” he said smoothly. It was the truth, he would loose clientele if that was the purpose but nothing of the kind was there. Still he believed that any woman was a slave by nature, he never spoke of it that openly. The mere fact he called them all girls, merely a way of speaking. He turned to Narcizza and said “tut tut tut. Girl with such a colour you should accent it a little … a comb here and perhaps a nice pin there.”he suggests while he encircled her. “Ah see … just what I say even for our companions we need to look our best.” he now spoke more quiet as if he shared a secret. “Did you ever hear about the Ubara of Venna … she bought almost all colours to express her mood to the Ubar. If she was to wear red in her make up he knew .. O la la.”

[04:28]  Lady Stela Razi tried to stifle a chuckle at the mans’ bawdiness and kept her focus on Narcizza, ‘Oh… David hadn’t mentioned the birth of the child. Congratulations. ” she inclined her head, ‘I hadn’t realized so much time had passed already. Renewal.. plese let me know i I can be of assistance with that.. or if the contract needs to be revised a bit.” she cleared her throat then adn looked over at Etienne. “I think I will come by to see you tomorrow if that is alregith sir. I have a list of thigns I would like to talk aobut.

[04:29]  Faye Darkbyrd raised a brow “A, the ubara of venna was a good woman, knew her for a time.. hehe, good to hear you know well your talents Si.. for now though i fear I must depart back to my room to better rest myself.” she sighed some, hesitant to leave such inteesting matters, but dozing on her feet she knew wasnt the best to do.. She tilited her ehad tot he group taking a few steps toward the steps “I wish you all a most splendid day. Thank you lady stela for stopping in, it was quite a nice change from the bore of paperwork.” she chuckled some

[04:30]  Etienne Adonicus nodded to Stela “Oh most welcome girl … Please do.” he replied to her visit. he turned to Faye “Thank you most for the salve and I wish you and yours well.” he bowed again gallantly. “I myself need to return too, can’t have my clients waiting.” with that he chuckled still much needed to be unpacked and lines were already before his shop.

[04:31]  Narcizza Prizzani chuckled at the potentially made-up anecdote of the hairdresser, eyes opening slightly as she heard him carelessly dare addressing to her as a “girl”, half a mind to reach to her whip, the thought vanishing just as swiftly when she determined the man to be an entertainer of sorts to begin with. ” I too, will stop by that shop of yours monsieur, once i learn where you are located. Wish you well, Stela.. Etienne. ”

[04:33]  Etienne Adonicus lifted his hand “Opposite of the perfumer.” he said while he turned to leave “You can’t miss it the sign shows it and I believe the colours do show it too.” with that he chuckled. He was flamboyant and his shop was a good reflection of it.

[04:34]  Lady Stela Razi took her cue to depart as well… it was late adn she had much to do before dawn broke, ‘I look forward to seeing you all soon. Especially you Etienne!” it was clear this was the start of a beautiful friendship.. or the stroke of the banker who would be piciking up the tab. Either way, Stela was thrilled over this new prospect. “Be wel all.”

[04:36]  Narcizza Prizzani grinned into the depths of her veil, considering getting a new haircut for her next meeting with the companion. She sharply whistled once she stepped out of the cylinder, all unlady-like, presenting a most unique scene to those who knew her habits. She climbed on the back of her kaiila and continued her morning round, taking a random direction without real cause.

The Salon Opens


[10:52]  Etienne Adonicus came down the stairs when word came that the salon was ready. He moved on his high heeled boots as if they were a second nature and places his hands on his hips. He turned to the flowers and arranged them a little before he would turn to Moon “Seems we are open for business, Moon.” he said while giving her a wink.

[10:56]  Etienne’s moon unfurled herself from the cat-like nap she had been taking while her Master was dealing with the shop and as her name would be spoken, a blue eye would reveal itself, arms stretching as plump rear would roll, bringing her into a somewhat leaning position across the floor. “Yes, that it looks like, my Master, but customers we must find if you are to make any monies.” not that she actually understood how important coins were, but they made her Master smile so it must be a good thing.

[10:59]  Etienne Adonicus chuckles and moved his hand to his lips where his fingers drum upon it. “Ah but girl, you didn’t hear it yet ?”he asks “The streets of Ar, buzz of the news I have returned. Be pleased that no lines are yet up the door. It won’t take long for it I can assure you.” he mused to her. “Lift the curtain, Moon. It is time for those that might pass by to see what is here hmmm..” he suggests while he stopped before the mirror to give himself a critical look.

[11:03]  Etienne’s moon brought herself to her feet, gaining balance and spinning about, how the fabric seemed to want to tangle between her legs and the ribbons she had laced upon them, she threw open the curtain and welcomed the day, smiling ever brightly as the moon she was named after. “The dazzling, stupendious, once in a lifetime opportunity shop of the one, the only my Master Etienne Adonicus is awaiting your arrival!” she called out to the city, “Become the beautiful woman or seductive man you’ve always wanted to be, why my Master’s fingers can create magic!” and then she spun back around with almost a cheeky grin, “Couldn’t help myself, my Master, I swear I couldn’t.” a giggle and she was moving to his side, awaiting the stampede that would surely arrive after such a call.

[11:06]  Etienne Adonicus clapped his hands together while he laughed in amusement “I couldn’t have said it better, Moon.” he replied between his laughter. “Now chop chop, have the tea ready and my scissors ready.” he was quite the nice fellow for slaves, Moon in particular as she represented some of his reputation. To know things that others rather kept a secret. She herself the living proof of it.

[11:09]  Etienne’s moon knew her life to be a blessing and surely it was for who could ask for such a wonderful Master and so handsome and skilled he was. “Yes my Master.” but tippy toes would bring lips to cheek in soft caress before off she went, the tiny bells on her bell singing song to her movements as she went to the tiny kitchen and set a pot of water to brew. “I am glad we came to the city you spoke of in your stories, my Master, such a grand place it is!”

[11:11]  Etienne Adonicus moved to the table to arrange all the things there “Ah yes … my own Home Stone … it has been way to long. The little walk proof of it, Moon. I doubt some ever paid a visit to some barber in the days I was gone. I met a man with hair as grey and long as yours and his beard one he could trip over.” with that he chuckled again “Poor woman if he has one.”

[11:14]  Etienne’s moon  found his special blend of herbal tea and poured a bit into the tea bag before slipping it into the water to seep, “Well then all of Ar should be in your debt! You are to save them from the…” a glance around before speaking “not so pretties walking about. How much did you desire to snip off his beard, my Master? Must have taken the might of the City’s army to stop your hand for reaching for the scissors.”

[11:17]  Etienne Adonicus repositions the chair when the first woman nearly fell into the shop “Ah please sit, girl.” he tells the woman that clearly was of a high caste. She of course spoke of his fame and talent. She gave him full permission to do with her hair what he wished. “I wanted to take all of it, Moon. A beard is clearly so before the Empire of Marlenus, such is of old days not of the now.” with that he chuckled again and turned to his client. “You have to remove the veils, girl. I can’t do it without seeing with what I am dealing with.” he said kindly. The woman slightly reluctant took out the pins to reveal her long locks of black hair. “Oh my goodness, girl. What did you do to have it like this straw ?!”