[Mkguild] Round Robin: June 708

[Rimme the Weasel]

It was a Friday, and although it wasn't quite the end of the week, still
there were many Keepers out enjoying the good weather. A couple reptile
morphs lay on the rooftops, basking in the early morning sun. But for most
Keepers, it was business as usual, either running their shops, or visiting
the shops of others, before the bigger crowds came in on Saturday. A few
nobles were already talking about Artela'kema, and making their
preparations for the Duke's Hunt in two days -- refitting their steeds'
shoes, brushing them down, or taking some practice trots around town.

For Aldwin, this was no time to be relaxing. He and the other guards were
already supposed to have been back on the road today, but his employer
Gwayn was still looking for a buyer for their carpets. The usual buyer for
his wares had died in a plague back in March, apparently an attack by the
Daedra. Gwayn had already sold off their wool blankets to various small
shops, enough to pay back some of their wages for the journey to Metamor,
but they needed someone who could buy carpets in bulk, or they wouldn't
have enough money for the return trip home. And if they didn't leave within
three days, they'd risk being trapped in Metamor -- or, more likely, he and
the guards would leave Gwayn trapped in Metamor while they fled south with
Gwayn's money and horses.

Aldwin hoped it didn't come to that. He joined the caravan thinking it'd be
a way to use his combat skills protecting people and seeing the world,
getting away from his days on the town watch, harassing starving beggars
and petty crooks. He did not want to have to make a bad decision. But if it
came down to life and death, a choice between helping his coworkers rob
their boss so they could all safely return home, or being stranded homeless
and friendless in a strange town in a strange form...

His stomach growled. Since their food stocks had all spoiled thanks to a
heavy rain and a leaky storage box, they'd all been left to buy their own
food... or steal it, Aldwin suspected. Aldwin didn't want to resort to
stealing, but he also had no idea how long his few coins would last him. He
ventured out into the market stalls, hoping to find some cheap edible food.

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