The Adventures, of the Wandering Merchants! Options

[Steve]

After reading many of these stories for the last few months, I thought I would try... though, it didn't work out very well. This next read is very choppy and not so smooth to read. But, I still thought I'd put it up. This would be the only first segment of the story and in fact, if anyone who actually reads it thinks it's terrible. I might continue putting up the continuation for the sake of doing it!
Mostly, I hope you like in a little! Enjoy?



It was a cool morning in the Imperial City. A few clouds here and there as well but, not too much to ruin the feeling of excitement for three travelers walking across the Imperial City Bridge to enter the fair city. Why they are so excited we do not know but, we can imagine it is something inside the city.

“Tell me, WHY DID SOMEONE PUT THE CITY ON A HILL ” the traveler already on top of the hill replied, “because they don’t like fat lazy merchants my friend And you are quite the fat one.”
The traveler carrying most of the stuff had to put in, “you are also very lazy.” At this point, the fat one finally joined his two companions on top of the hill and said, “aye, but I’m also the richer one .” “Only if you could sell all that fat,” replied the fat ones companion who continued, “shouldn’t there be a guard to open this gate for us?” ‘Possibly two?’, “maybe even three?”

“No, just one unfortunately.” said an Imperial Guard who started walking towards them, “I had to go to the bathroom you see and well... There isn’t one out here.” The travelers expressed their sympathy with the guard and the fat one couldn’t help but point out that if he were a guard. He would command a latrine be built for myself “Well... I actually did and I then spent the next month afterwards in the sewers killing rats...” replied the guard who after saying that didn’t look so well.

“I guess we’ll just go in then,” said the traveler with the most equipment who began staring at the guard, “soon I suppose...” ‘Oh yes ’ said the guard, ‘but I first have to check your stuff.’ He admediately began examining them and looking for something dangerous. “Wait, aren’t we allowed to bring weapons in?’ asked the traveler carrying not as much. “Oh, I wasn’t looking for weapons but, uhh, some food...” answered the guard who then quickly said, ‘to make sure it’s not poisoned ”

The fattest of the travelers couldn’t take it anymore. He turned to the gate and pushed it open, which to his surprise was actually possible “I thought it’d be heavier than that?” he said in a little disbelief. The travelers entered the city and found a rather nice looking city. “It’s been years since I’ve been here” and “is that real stone” were the common sayings when travelers entered the Imperial City and these three were more than happy to continue the tradition.

“Which way to the uhh... um, place?” asked the most fat of the traveling three. “It’s the Merchants Inn we’re looking for,” replied his companion who then said, “I’ll go talk to a guard.” He walked over to a guard by the gate and asked, “Where could I find the Merchants Inn?” The Guard turned to him and said, “You can find the Merchants Inn in the Imperial Market District which is in the Imperial City.” ‘Oh, where is the’ but before he could finish, “Oh, you don’t know where the Imperial City is? That’s simple enough to solve, it’s in the province Cyrodiil but, in the center about. It’s surrounded by a waterway of sorts. Now, the province of Cyrodiil is on the continent of Tamriel which is west of the continent Akavir and south of Atmora. You shouldn’t miss it.”

“Thank you but...,” is all the traveler could get out for the guard began, “Oh, don’t thank me, thank Justice And the pursuit of Justice and the son of Justice, Charity ” he continued to ramble on for quite some time but, the new come traveler to the city walked away and led his companions himself to the Imperial Palace. The traveler among them who was the fattest couldn’t help but notice it was tall, “Wow, I wonder how high it is...” But at this point a very loud cheer went up from another area of the city. And the travelers followed that sound to the arena district. “I seriously don’t think that is what we’re looking for,” the traveler with all the stuff admitted but found that no one was listening to him.

His companions were now walking, for the fat one couldn’t run very well, to the arena. They walked in and wouldn’t come out for another two and a half hours... “Had enough?” he asked as they walked back. “That was great ” ‘One of a kind ’ was his answer. The companion of his who had the largest appetite then said, “I’m starving, let’s head over to that Inn and get some food before the meeting.” The other two agreed but, only finally got to the Inn after several hours of walking around in circles.

Finally entering the Inn, the one carrying all of the equipment exclaimed, “WHO MAKES A CITY THAT IS IN A GIANT CIRCLE” He was at this point very tired and dropped everything he was carrying and sat down at a table. If you know the layout of the Imperial City, you will realize that they could’ve entered the Market District in no time at all. But they unfortunately went the opposite direction and walked around the entire city.

Velus Hosidius, owner of the Merchants Inn, thought all of this very funny. Once the three travelers began staring at him and mighty angry at that, he finally snapped out of the fog he had created for himself and said, “now, how might I help you sirs?” The traveler who needed a very large pants size replied, “You, my fine sir, can get us drink and food And of course sleeping arrangements. Also, you can tell us when the meeting is.” His companions couldn’t believe what they were hearing The fat one was hungry, and he wasn’t hurting anybody Another customer of Velus’s noticed however, that the fat traveler was clutching a knife very strongly underneath the table he was sitting at.

“Yes, that can be done,” Velus replied who then got together some food and drinks. “This is a very nice Inn,” said the most tired traveler, “has a lot of warmth to it.” The third traveler who really has not much to say about replies, “Oh yes, I do believe it is quite warm in here. However, I have seen better Inns. My family owns an Inn I” but that’s all he gets out before, “I STABBED MYSELF! THAT KNIFE! THING!!!” The fat ones companions went to him and laughed, “the knife is barely in there...”
‘DO YOU WANT TO SEE HOW IT FEELS!’ replied the fat one with the knife raised above his head! “No, that’s quite alright...” his companions replied in unison.

Velus came with the drinks and food, much to their relief.
“Enjoy sirs! But I need to tell you that there is not enough room here for all three of you. Some other travelers have come for the meeting and have the rooms... You could always try the Tiber Septim Hotel” ‘ARE YOU CRAZY!!!’ was his answer.
“Well, I’m sure you’ll find something... anyway, the meeting is here in a few hours”

“Here in a few hours? Wow, we got here just in time!” said the traveler who’s family owned an inn, “do we know what this meeting is about?”

“I’m not sure but, I do believe it has something to do with the prices of Leather Armor. And the problems with selling steel armor...” replied the fat one while he was eating... and drinking.
“No, that was two months ago; you really should remember these things...”
‘I AM NEWT GURWIN ALD!’ was the fat ones reply. “Don’t talk with your mouth full...”
‘Don’t talk like an idiot!’ was his answer.

Velus heard all of this while he was preparing food for another customer. What is the meeting about? He wondered to himself. At that moment, another customer came in and he wanted food pretty badly. “I want food pretty badly sir!” the new customer said. “I suppose I see that...?” was his answer. “Then get me some food, and while you’re at it, some drink. And a telling me where the meeting is!”
‘Oh, that’s simple enough to answer, the meeting is here. And drink and food are right in front of you. Now, how you doing... WILBUR!!!” Velus ran around the bar and hugged the new customer who we could now see was a redguard and getting up their in age. “Oh Wilbur! It’s been too long! You haven’t come to visit any of these last many months.” ‘My friend, I was very busy.’ replied Wilbur, ‘You see, I have done it my friend! I MADE MY OWN BATCH OF WINE!!!’ he yelled in excitement.

The three travelers continued to watch the friendly exchange, the getting of cups, and the pouring of what must be Wilbur’s wine. “That looks pretty good,” said the merchant who was quite the fat and lazy one and who was actually walking over to get some of it. He walked up to Wilbur and embraced saying, “congratulations!” and “Nice job!” Wilbur was only to happy to give him a whole bottle of his wine.

The other two looked at each other and laughed. But not for long, because the meeting would start in one hour! For that hour, some other travelers came in but, the Inn was still not that crowded.


That's it so far, if you read the whole thing, Then I've accomplished something!!! Oh, and if you're wandering why the title is Wandering Merchants because they aren't wandering yet; they will wander! Eventually...

This post has been edited by Steve: Dec 21 2007, 05:03 PM