Sweetcherrie Posted July 6, 2006 Report Posted July 6, 2006 (edited) “Then for our next item we have something special. The Mahogoney Travel Log!” Sweetcherrie held up the wooden stick, and felt a strange surge going through her. It was as if the travel log was whispering to her almost. Sweetcherrie felt herself blush, and the Travel Log high above her head. “I wannit!” Stoomp raised his hand as high as he could, and Sweetcherrie could see he had the Eyes attached to one of his fingers. They blinked and she felt uncomfortable with their stare. “Sweetie, I have to put it officially up for bid first.” She send Stoomp a half-smile, having difficulties suppressing a shudder from the eyes. “As said, The Mahogoney Travel Log by Wyvern, Do I hear 10 geld?” She had barely finished speaking, and Stoomp had already raised his fist again, the eyes rolling tiredly, most likely of motion sickness. “Memememe!” From the corner of her eyes she could see Wyvern rub his greedy claws together, the lizard could probably smell the profit he could make of the dwarf. “Right, 10 geld for our happy dwarf! Do I hear more?” Edited July 6, 2006 by Sweetcherrie
Gwaihir Posted July 7, 2006 Report Posted July 7, 2006 Gwaihir smiled at Stoomp a bit bashfully. Erm, magical wood really appeals to a guy like me. I mean, would you mind if I outbid you? If you really are upset, I mean, I can take my bid back, but well I'd like to bid twenty for the log.
Sweetcherrie Posted July 7, 2006 Author Report Posted July 7, 2006 Before Sweetcherrie even had time to accept Gwaihir’s bid, Stoomp had already raised his hand again. He giggled as the eyes focused on Gwaihir, “I wanna make turty!”
Gwaihir Posted July 10, 2006 Report Posted July 10, 2006 Gwaihir raised his hand again, shyly. I don't want to be mean but I think one's allowed to bid for things, so I'm going to bid forty-five.
Sweetcherrie Posted July 10, 2006 Author Report Posted July 10, 2006 Stoomp grinned, "Me sexy!" he exclaimed. Around him people raised eyebrows, and Sweetcherrie almost choked as she tried to take a sip of water to oil her voice. "Sexy?" The dwarf nodded, "Sexy, sexy for me." Then Sweetcherrie understood, "Riiiiight, sixty for the dwarf." She looked at Gwaihir, "Do I hear seventy?"
Sweetcherrie Posted July 16, 2006 Author Report Posted July 16, 2006 Behind her she heard a yelp as the hammer hit Wyvern on the head, but Sweetcherrie continued. "One Mahogoney Travel Log...going once, going twice...sold for 60 geld to Stoomp!"
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