1st chocolate - I'm never good with Intros!

[resistetmords]

🧙 WHO: Belgium and you (yes you!)
⚔️️ WHAT: Intro / network post
🕒 WHEN: Early February
🗺️ WHERE: Camelot
⚠️ WARNINGS: None



Fresh off the boat – 1

Hm, what should I do first.

[She pondered to herself, looking around outside the complementary hotel. While she was certainly not quite as lost as she had first been after pulling herself out of the lake this was still a brand new city she had found herself in. Idly she popped a piece of chocolate into her mouth, she was going to have to hold back; a difficult task considering the stress of being ripped into a different reality! Silently Belgium considered her options for a moment longer before spotting another person.

Well may as well start networking!]

Hello over there! [She waved at the other person, calling out and walking towards them, a friendly, almost cat-like grin, on her face.]

Do you mind if I ask you some questions?

Network Post [Video]: un: Chasseur – 2

Good afternoon everyone! Many of you don’t know me, but my name is Belgium and I just arrived not that long ago.

[Her face is smiling and kind, though she looks a tad bit confused with her hair slightly ruffled. The was a rather lazy lion laying next to her as well that let out a rather large yawn.]

I was wondering if anyone could possibly tell me how alchemy is supposed to work. I know what it is, but it isn’t quite the alchemy that I’m familiar with back home. [At that she looks a bit sheepish.] Any and all help and advice would be very much appreciated.

Shopping! – 3

[After spending the last few days getting herself settled in, and earning a bit of money off on the side, Belgium decided to upgrade her lifestyle a little. No matter where you went, cities usually most of everything you could ever want or need. And newer places always held even newer experiences and things to try. That said the woman was currently attempting to find items that were more familiar with her, flour, herbs, fruit, and vegetables. While she was quite grateful to the resources given to her for free from her place of residence, she still wanted to make things herself (and in truth she thought that she could do it better).

Currently her dress shoes clicked along the road as she walked along, several overly full bags hung from either of her arms as she walked between shop to shop. She was stronger than she looked, but those said bags of hers looked quite heavy even if she wasn’t breaking a sweat and seemed to only be growing in energy.]

Wildcard

[Feel free to hit me up with whatever else you might be able to come up with!

Comments

[intrapid]

That was sort of clothing!

[ But fine, actual clothing shops it is. Karma is evidently less enthusiastic about this, but he makes good on the request and shows her the different shops around the city— stores on the lower price range that focus on normal everyday wear toting durability, higher-end stores with fancy dresses and suits and robes meant for special occasions or for the rich whose everyday is a special occasion, and here and there in between. ]

[resistetmords]

No, no, cute dresses, stylish pants, and slick shoes!

[Clothing cool boy! But hey he caved at least! She's going to happily flit between stores, ogling at everything and anything. Like she said she can't really buy anything yet, and some of the stuff seemed rather overpriced. But she was at least having fun and learning the layout of the city while also getting a basic gist of how its economy worked!]

Oh! I bet that one would look great on you!

[Pointing to a super-stylish, leather coat.]

[intrapid]

[ Karma makes a bit of a face, part amusement, part doubt, part "I'm a cool boy, what would I do with a leather coat"

...it's very nice and super stylish, though... ]

Ehh, maybe when it's not raining so much. I thought we were looking for stuff for you? I've got better things to spend my money on- you can't tempt me!

[resistetmords]

[It's incredibly stylish, like whoa. Perfect for a cool boy!]

We weren't buying anything, just browsing and seeing where everything is.

[intrapid]

If you find something you like, it's likely to be gone by the time you have the money for it. Miss I-passed-up-a-free-gauntlet-because-it-wasn't-"real clothes"-even-though-I-could-have-sold-it-if-I-really-didn't-want-it.

[ It was! such a waste!! ]

[resistetmords]

[He still don't get it, he's far too cool for browsing local market prices and exploring she supposes. She sighs and shakes her head, boys.]

If it sells then it sells, and if it sells quickly even better.

[A shrug, it might also say something about the fashion sense here. Not that it seems to be too dissimilar to some sort of fantasy Europe.]

Though I do still wonder how the currency here compares to the Euro.

[intrapid]

[ Boys! Teen boys, at that. He doesn't get shopping or fashion, but economics? ]

The Euro is more than a hundred times stronger than the value of a gold piece. 120 to 130 times, or somewhere around there. That makes 10,000 gold sound a little less impressive, huh?

[ Still makes for an expensive pair of metal gloves, though. ]

[resistetmords]

[Pubescent boys that need an older sister to tease them into oblivion!]

Ah! So you do know what the local economy is like then... and what the Euro is! That certainly helps save me some time.

[Is now all beaming brightly! See that cat-like, excited grin on her face now? Yeah, you did that cool boy.]

Still, over a hundred times less purchasing power than the Euro. Hm, that would put one coin at around a penny in American dollars.

[intrapid]

Yep!

[ He doesn't get her- how can somebody be excited about money, but not be too fussed about not having the money to buy things, and at the same time not jump at the opportunity to make easy money? Weird girl. ]

Luckily, it's all digital currency. You don't get the nice, satisfying jingling of a change purse, but at least it doesn't get too heavy. Imagine having to carry around 10,000 cent coins!

[ Sucks that it makes it so much harder to pickpocket without the physical coins, but the convenience more than makes up for that. ]

[resistetmords]

[Look, she's not her brother okay? He would have probably taken the gauntlets for free, found a way to make some sort of minor improvements to them. Then sell them at triple the cost.]

I actually can imagine it.

[Though it seems odd to her that this place seems to be using a form of gold standard; given everything else that they got going on (never mind what a person might be able to do with magic). Or perhaps she still needs to dig into a bit more.]

Coins get heavy very fast, no matter the material they're made of....

[intrapid]

[ Her brother is a practical and respectable man. ]

And that's why credit cards are the standard now. Your account's gonna stay empty without a plan, though. What're you going to do to eat? Get a job? Go to school? Partake in petty crime?

[resistetmords]

[Her brother's super stingy and has some questionable ideas.]

Well I'll just have to rely on the hotel meals for now and see if I can find some work.

[A shrug, seemed like a better plan than having no plan at all.]

[intrapid]

[ The normal, boring route. Not as lucrative as petty crime. ]

Gonna make an honest living, huh? Good luck with that.