Death's Blood Ch. Nine: Costumes
Where we go next is to the largest marketplace of the borough, which is in its northern section.
CYOA Rustwater Chronicles Pt2
A)the brewery seems like the place to be right now b)the marketplace should take precedence for restocking and maybe raising some coin c)the midnight delight, who doesn't love a little 'earthly pleasure' d)wander the city, with a bit of luck who knows what
Queen Muz-Ra #19
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A Sympathetic Mind: Prelude: Entries
I must have scored at least a dozen 'purses in the marketplace alone. but...today, i caught myself thinking about the lady-dragon off-hand. her face just kept entering my thoughts unbidden...but not unwelcome.
(To Be Named) Chapter 4
Chapter 4 - an encounter of sorts the group of teens traversed the brightly colored, buzzing marketplace. ben loved this time of year; words couldn't express the love for it he felt.
CYOA: Rustwater Chronicles Pt4
Tracing his steps back to the advertiser, who was very pleased to see him again as the jovial laughter filled the marketplace. "ah ha ha, come back for more eh? i knew from the look in your eyes that you wouldn't be able to stay away."
CYOA: Rustwater Chronicles Pt3
Voting for this one will end on monday, the 12th, at 11:59 pm pst) === b)the marketplace should take precedence for restocking and maybe raising some coin === pleasantries can wait.
Bumpy Ride
Like a professional chef in a high-end marketplace, she grasped the second and more rounded ball, as if she just grabbed a ripe fruit before buying it and turning it into a fantastic, gourmet meal.
Sands of Existance
Shaking his head for a moment to clear the remainder of his encounter with the table leg from memory he made his way back out the door and down into the marketplace to sell off some odds and ends he'd picked up along the shoreline.
Two Page Tales of Tails: Mashir
Once, he had run the bazaars and shops of the marketplace, taking what he pleased and sneaking off to his hideout in the sands.
Glitch in the Neurotic Matrix
One day, after visiting the marketplace, i walked into the café bag in paw only to be bombarded with questions after questions.
Time for Fun
It was a fantasy about being a slave, in an ancient marketplace, and being bought by a tall, mysterious stranger for unknown reasons -- only to get home and discover his new owner was a lustful human with an eye for submissive stallions.