Serpent's Tooth

[Belinda35]

Phyliss did not turn back to the slave. A slave was really not a bad investion if he would carry the bags, but why did she have to buy such an ugly one? Maybe it would be a really good idea to get an impressive mask and make him wear it. This would have some style. Then again, she felt a little cruel for that idea. And owning a slave, was this realy a good thing? There were still some questions to talk about.
She walked on until she found a shop that suited her right to get the proper things. "It is not so warm yet in the evening, and a scarf is good for many thinngs. And, I think you should look like a roque. How about that?" She picked up some light brown boots with low heels, made from very soft leather. Then there was a black bodice, a cream colored blouse and a wide skirt in gypsy style. It was patterned in black and red and was reaching over her knees. Then she found a red scarf, and, very important, a broad belt for the skirt. "You could even hang a knife and other things onto it."

 

[Cherubian]

Verialyn just watched with interest as Phyliss rummaged through the wares and finally had finished composing her outfit for the eveing. Her freind hat chosen well, she would definitely look interesting.

So she quickly grabbed the items, vanished behind a curtain and put them on. The blouse was a little low cut, so the scarf probably was a good idea. Once she was done changing, she stepped out, spread her arms in a theatrical gesture, and looking at them asked "Now, Phyliss and Quomor, how do I look like". As she asked she made it a point to look her new acquisition right into the eyes.

 

[Belinda35]

"A joy to the beholder." Quomor managed to put as few emotion into his voice as he did with his mimic, so no one could look into him. But his language and voice showed that he must have had some education in his life.

Phyliss checked carefulls. "Very fine, and think we need some little bags and a knife at your side to make you look credible. And a bit of traditional jewelery, not expensive or to stylish one, but something that fits. A proper bracelet and a necklace."

 

[Cherubian]

Verialyn winced a litle at the mention of jewelry. Then she sighed and shrugged her shoudlers. "Whatever, I gave you carte blanche today, so just go ahead. But please make it as quick and painless as possible."

She handed Quomor the clothes and sandals she had worn previously, and politely asked "Would you be so kind and carry them for me - for now?"

 

[Belinda35]

"Certainly." said Quomor. He probably had to do worse things in his past.

"I wont take long." Phyliss founnd two bracelets and a necklace with a pendulum for very little money, also two small leatherbags for her belt.
"Is there anything else we need?"

 

[Cherubian]

Verialyn wordlessly put on the items her friend handed her, and then shook her head. "No, I think I am set for tonight. So let's go back to the estate?"

 

[Belinda35]

"That's ok with me. I will have to change before we go out for the night. And what will you new achievment do meanwhile?"

 

[Cherubian]

Verialyn left the shop and started to walk towards the palace, her freind and her new slave in tow. "Oh, I think I might give him the afternoon off so he can get settled in"

Then she again put her arm around Phyliss shoulders, and with her mouth close to the gorgon's ear whispered "As I got it poor Quomor has a little problem with his lungs, something to do with a past infection that has not healed properly. Maybe you can have a look at him and throw a healing spell or two his way?"

 

[Belinda35]

"I would only help if it is an injury. If it has healed so far, we need help of an professional healer." she whispered back in her ear.

 

[Cherubian]

Verialyn nodded in aknowledgement as they prodded along. Finally she replied "Then we probably should do that. Maybe not today, but eventually. He seems to be a nice enough fellow. And besides the fact that I sort of like him there would also be other reasons to want him to be in good health." She could not suppress a grin at that.

"Would you know anyone we could consult?"

 

[Belinda35]

"Not yet, but I will ask Flavius about it." Finally they reached the house. The servants opened the door at once for them, the package with Phyliss clothes were already delivered.

 

[Cherubian]

As Verialyn entered the hall of the mansion, she asked her firend "So what are your plans for the afternoon, except for preparation for tonight?"

 

[Belinda35]

"Well, I am open for everything. Changing for the night wont take that long - the undies are fine and I will just change the dress and the boots. There are some hours left. But really, what went into you buying a slave? Since when do we pay for men?"

 

[Cherubian]

Verialyn looked over to Quomor who had wandered off into some other corner off the hall, seemingly unsure of what he should do. She could not be sure that he had not heard Phyliss last question, but she lowered her voice to make sure he would not be able to listen in on her answer.

"Actually it was a spur of the moment. I never had a slave of my own before, and now that we have such a large amount of gold on our hands I wanted to try it out. There is something ... inspiring .. about the fact that he will follow my every order, no questions asked, no coercion or seduction required. I just wanted to explore what that will be like.

Plus, judging by the way that merchant treated him I am sure I did the poor fellow a favor."

 

[Belinda35]

"Hmm. And maybe his size? I renember a certain halfdragon. He was so huge, that he nearly caused me internal injuries, as he stretched my insides. But it was him who paid my bills, not the other way round." she looked over her shoulder, Qumor was still following them, his face showing no expression, as if he did not care about the rest of the world.
"Still, it is trange for renegads like us to own a slave. And we will need a place to put him." She entered the door, and headed for the stairs. "Before I change, we should discuss plans, so that I can choose properly."

 

[Cherubian]

Verialyn laughed.

"Well, his unique physical feature certainly also affected the decision. Maybe you should have gone at it a little slower with that half-dragon then? Plus some sort of lubricant if nothing else helps?"

"But maybe we - mostly you in that case - should talk with Flavius about the treatment for Quomor's lung first. I have to admit I have not made any long term plans for him yet, we will play it by ear, but until then for the full enjoyment of his company it would be beneficial for everyone involved that he be in good health."

"But look, here our host comes."

Indeed, as she said this they could see Flavius Kornalis enter the hall through one of the other doors. He seemed to have intended to head elsewhere, but as he noticed them he immediately turned and approache. "Oh good morning my ladies, I take it your visit to the market has been to your satisfaction?".

 

[Belinda35]

"Well, quiet satisfactoring." said Phyliss. She thought that her outfit should tell enough.
"I had the oportunity to fill up my empty wardrobe a little, and Verialyn decided to have a personal slave." the gorgon wanted to make sure that it wasn't her bad taste, as Quomor greeted silently. Maybe he wasn't such a bad guy, but still...

 

[Cherubian]

"Ahh, I see..." Flavius looked Quomor over closely, but since the main reason for this purchace was now hidden from view under his pants, the merchant obviously was struggling a bit to find the right words. Finally he replied "An interesting choice indeed. But have the servants in this house not been satisfactory that you saw the need for such an ..." his gaze again lingered on Quomor's unusually large nose "... unusual purchase?"

Verialyn just leaned back, giving her friend the first opportunity to respond.

 

[Belinda35]

"We are most contend with your servants. But Verialyn found that he was very illtreated by his owner, and after we played slaves for a day, she decided to deliver him of his misery. Of course, I see what you mean." she gently stroke her hand over the side of his face, but withdraw it while she grinned. She didn't want to give him to much confidence. Her appetite was for a more handsome fellow today.

 

[Cherubian]

Verialyn chimed in, quite pleased with the story her friend had made up on the spot. "And to make matters even worse, the poor man is still suffering from the aftereffects of a lung infection to this very day. But Lady Ovida here assured me that you would know a capable healer who could remedy that."

Flavius was a bit puzzled at that inquiry. A healer for an ordinary labor slave, did this woman know what they charged? Even he himself called for a healer only for his most valuable servants. But he had promised them to fulfill every one of their wishes, and they HAD earned it, as Phyliss just had pointed out again, so he would cater to their whims.

"As luck would have it, you are correct. The Magister Kraeuterli hapens to be in my humble home at this very moment to see for the well being of one of my ... maids. I will send a servant telling him to come and look for your slave as soon as he is done. Where will he find you?"

"Ah well" Verialyn replied "I think for now Quomor should reside in our quarters, so he is easily reachable in case we require his assistance. So send the revered Magister up as soon as he is done. And have my thanks for your aid."

Then, turning to Quomor she added "I would suggest then for you to retire to our quarters, up this staircase, the last room on the second floor" More to herself and Phyliss she added "We might need a third bed in there then, or an additional room". Seeing Phyliss expression she corrected herself "Most certainly an additional room".

 

[Belinda35]

Quomor spoke calm and low. "Many people do believe that the wretched and ugly people must be dumb and imbecile as well. In all modesty, I like to assure that I do not agree to this theory. And, as I like to assure you, madam, I have never been in a brothel in my life."

Phyliss was quite astonished of the liberty that this slave took. She had seen slaves taken away for a whipping for fewer words. But she did understand what he was hinting at. Verialyn should take care that she wouldn't get more then she bargained for. But, seperate rooms were a must.

"Yes, I think we need a room were Quomor can stay." she said. "And maybe I will have a tea with you while Verialyn gives the instructions to her new slave. By the way, do you like the color?" She lifted her dress a little to flash her boots.

 

[Cherubian]

Verialyn had to laugh at Quomor's sudden show of ... emotion? "Quomor, I like you more and more. That merchant was just dumb to sell you." She gave him a friendly pat on the back as she said that. "And I am glad to have you with me."

Originally her intent had been for Quomor to stay with her, but it seemed Phyliss had other plans.

On his cue, Flavius spoke again. "Of course, another room. The one across the floor from yours is free, and it also has two beds in it. You may peruse it at your discretion. But before we have some tea I would suggest we have dinner together."

Verialyn just replied "Oh, I will join you as soon as I can, but for now I have to accommodate Quomor here." Flavius had already grown familiar to that odd habit of hers, and showed no sign of irritation.

 

[Belinda35]

"Now, then we have dinner together. But i will do some changing before that." Phyliss turned towards the stairs, to go to their room.

 

[Cherubian]

Verialyn followed closely behind Phyliss, and motioned for Quomor to join them. As they were on the stairs and out of earshot of the personnel in the main hall, Flavius included, she spoke quietly. "I was just wondering if maybe I should share a room with Quomor, and leave one entirely for you. Only if you are not offended by this suggestion, of course. "

 

[Belinda35]

"Oh no, as long as you don't think I am boring." she said. "I'll hope you will leave me that candle, though."