Till the day breaks (Trading, Open)

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  • It's a wonderful day here on the Clan by the sea, bouncing by the coast is a young spotted hyena with a smile on his face and a brown leather satchel strapped on his waist. Duat has traveled a long road, from DarkClan to the forgotten forests of loner land. Along his many adventures he's picked up objects and acquired ones though trading with other Clans. With his stomach rumbling and his legs begging for rest he decided to make a short pit stop in this Clan of Hawks. Clan of Hawks? Were they really all hawks?


    Chucking the though aside Duat stopped just outside the border and looked around the territory. The sea breeze brushing past his dirty coat, the sweet smell of salt stroking his nose. Duat simply loves the sea and if he could stay in one place he would definetly join HawkClan. But sadly his wild spirit constantly drags him towards the unknown, the will to explore is stronger than the wish for home. And so the little hyena sits at the border and takes off his satchel putting it on the ground in front of him and waiting for customers to come. Perhaps one of them will trade a tasty rabbit for one of his items, Duat is constantly hungry.

  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=9pt][color=#E15A00]"name and business," dacnomaniacalvictory prompted in her monotone voice as she approached duat, her ghostly amber eyes examining the young hyena as if he were a specimen under a microscope lens. it didn't seem as if he was of any particular clan—maybe he was a joiner. hawkclan sure did seem popular these days, which noma didn't know how to feel about, since she wasn't the most social feline.

  • A wide smile spread on the hyenas face as he saw someone finally approach him. With a slight bow of his head he replies "My name is Duat and I am a traveling merchant. I was wondering if anyone will be willing to conduct a trade. I have a a wide array of goods ranging from gems to toys, dolls, small weapons and so on" he straightened up and examined the feline. She did have a wonderful set of armor on her. The serval pelt the feathers, the fabric. His obsidian eyes admired the piece of work for a short time before he tore his eyes from it and looked back at the felines eyes

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    "Well, I see no trouble in such a thing." Harrierbeat padded up, looking over the hyena. Okay, she saw some trouble in a hyena... she would be weary, watching him. She didn't want any young members getting attacked or eaten - mistake or otherwise. "Though I would appreciate that business be conducted at the end of the bridge." Rather than on the end that held a majority of territory and camp... "I'll let the clan know that you're here though, trading trips seemed to have gone wonderfully before, I'm sure many members would like a look at your wears."





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    [fancypost bgcolor=white; opacity: .50; width: 250px; height: 85px; border-radius: 5px; overflow: auto;][justify]Erica came over. Trader eh? She peered in the box/cart whatever he was holding the goods in. She looked in. "Do you have any feathers?" the pup asked.


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  • [Fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size: 7pt; text-align: justify; width: ;]Genevieve nodded as she sauntered up beside Harrierbeat, ears shifting forwards to attention at the hyena trader. There had been several trades and offers lately, and for such a thing she had a bag of collectible- shells, fish scales, bird feathers, that sort of thing. But she didn't have it on her at the moment.


    [b]"Greetings, I'm Genevieve, deputy and currently a temporary leader of Hawkclan. Can I ask what you have to offer?"




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    She had to admit, she felt a bit more at ease with the large tigress nearby. She didn't try to judge on species, but hyena's - the way their tone of voice, the yips of laughter that just came to them naturally... it made her a tad uneasy. She would happily offer food to the male, but it was that hunger that came to the strange creatures that made her worry.
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    Sousuke didn't need items. His body was his weapon. He didn't take any particular interest in collectables either. However... He did have two people that he did happen to care about. His mother and his only friend. Maybe he'd fish out a gift for either of them. Shame there were no torture devices, his mother would have desired that for sure. On the other hand... Keylime... What would he want? A rubber ducky, maybe? He did happen to say that he loved the beach.
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  • Duat's smile grew wider and wider as more and more animals started to gather. He will politely nod to each and everyone of them. His attention got caught by the little pup known as Erica, smiling he says "Yes"and rummages though his satchel after a short moment he pulls out a paw full of feathers. Hawk, falcon, tutu and a wide array of colorful feathers found from tropical birds. Big and small alike, he has many feathers from a lot of birds. He outstretches his paw towards Erica and put the feathers in front of her so that she can expect them better.


    Turning his attention towards the tigress he bows slightly in respect remembering his grandmothers words "Be respectful towards the higher ups" it's what she would always say. Lifting his head he tilts his head and takes his satchel, turning it upside down he lets it's content sprawl on the ground. Many items from small weapons such as butterfly knives, to dolls, toys, charms, talismans, scarfs, clothing fabric, spices, rare herbs found in tropical areas, feathers, jewelry, bones from rare animals, gems, furs, claws and so on. Duat has a wide array of objects he is willing to trade for the right price of course.


    Looking up to the crowd he flickers his tail with a mild smirk on his face "So anyone find anything they like?"

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    Sousuke allowed his gaze to sift through the multiple items laid out. "Hm, what would you say, be a weapon small enough for the weak to carry, but dangerous enough to deal good damage?" The male asked, emotionless. He was too lazy to search through the large pile of items himself, after all.
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  • Duat hummed at the request thinking it over. Small enough for the weak and yet strong and reliable. Smiling he looked back at his pile and pawed around a bit until he pulled out a switchblade, it had a black handle and the blade was polished and sharp. Taking the switchblade he outstretched his paw towards Sosuke smiling "Anything like this perhaps?"

  • Summerpaw had been exploring the territory and found two necklaces that would work for trading. She grabbed them in her jaws and padded over to where Duat was, surveying his goods. Dropping her necklaces down in front of her she started to speak, "W-what w-would y-you trade me f-for thethe t-two n-necklatheth?" Both of the necklaces were made out of thick cord, a fairly large pendant hanging from the string. The first one was a dark green colored cord with a brighter green pendant and the second one was a red colored cord with a bright orange pendant both pendants were shaped like butterflies. She hadn't caught anything that caught her eyes, so maybe something Duat offered her would catch her interest.

  • Duat examined the necklaces. They were of wonderful craftsmanship which sure caught the hyenas eye, he wouldn't mind adding them to his satchel. Nodding his head he looks though his items and than back at the feline thinking of what to offer her. Would she like weapons? Toys? Charms? clothes? Everyone have something they like and being a trader Duat had to know what his customers wanted.


    Tilting his head he pulls out of his pile four items. The first is a red scarf, with the design of a golden chinese dragon. The serpent like beast coils around the scarf giving the impression as it is the scarf, it's jaw opened wide as if the beast is about to let out a thundering roar, it's claws curled as if grasping for something. The second item is a wonderful egyptian bracelet. A golden winged scarab guards the bracelet like it guarded feros in the past. The third item is a human made armor for felines. He managed to snatch it from a ungrateful kittypet. The armor is made out of black leather and has a spartan kind of feel, with spikes on the back reinforced with metal. It's certainly a one of a kind piece. The fourth and final item is a simple wooden box. Old celtic carvings curl around the small box and the wood seems worn dating back to ages past. It's clear to see that it's no ordinary box, something special dances around it, like a magical force. In fact, legend says that if some steals something form inside the box that doesn't belong to them will unleash Ragnarok upon themselves. The curse will drive the thief insane with horrid visions and pure paranoia making them mad. The only way to break the curse and regain ones sanity is to return the stolen object back inside the box.


    Of course this is only a legend and Duat doesn't believe in any supernatural stuff, if he sees something he likes he trades for it, simple as that. Looking back up at the feline he smiles "Any of this good enough?" he tilted his head wondering. He had many other trinkets so if this didn't get her interested maybe something else he has will. It's just a matter of knowing your customers.




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    [fancypost bgcolor=white; opacity: .50; width: 250px; height: 85px; border-radius: 5px; overflow: auto;][justify]She didn't really need anything here. So Erica picked up her satchel of money and walked off.


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