The crabs are a delight. Ylva, having grown up away from the ocean and not having spent much time near it before coming here, is fascinated. She hadn't known crabs did this! Having come down to the beach, she squats on a piece of driftwood to watch them come ashore.
(That oddly familiar red one? Hm. She's not sure about that one.)
She's brought a canvas bag with her, full of various things she needs and wants, like lunch or a sharp knife. She'd draped it over the driftwood beside her, but it doesn't take long for an opportunistic crab to make a grab for it. They're surprisingly fast, too; possibly she could use some help.
Hunter's Bounty
There's a wagon in a square in town. It's full of food. Oddly, there's no sign of a horse, just Ylva looking over what she's got to sell or trade or, heck, give away for free.
She's not an uncommon sight. She does show up in town from time to time with a load of supplies. Ylva has an assortment of food: she's brought some bundles of fresh wild greens, various types of berries, and mushrooms, both fresh and dried (morels, chanterelles, even a few young puffballs). There's also meat: rabbits and game birds, and a large blue crab barely contained in a bucket, if you haven't had any luck catching one yourself.
The truth of it, though, is that Ylva is not terribly good with prices. She will take whatever you offer in trade or brass, so long as it doesn't seem insultingly low.
Ylva | Original | OTA (nebulously adult)
The crabs are a delight. Ylva, having grown up away from the ocean and not having spent much time near it before coming here, is fascinated. She hadn't known crabs did this! Having come down to the beach, she squats on a piece of driftwood to watch them come ashore.
(That oddly familiar red one? Hm. She's not sure about that one.)
She's brought a canvas bag with her, full of various things she needs and wants, like lunch or a sharp knife. She'd draped it over the driftwood beside her, but it doesn't take long for an opportunistic crab to make a grab for it. They're surprisingly fast, too; possibly she could use some help.
Hunter's Bounty
There's a wagon in a square in town. It's full of food. Oddly, there's no sign of a horse, just Ylva looking over what she's got to sell or trade or, heck, give away for free.
She's not an uncommon sight. She does show up in town from time to time with a load of supplies. Ylva has an assortment of food: she's brought some bundles of fresh wild greens, various types of berries, and mushrooms, both fresh and dried (morels, chanterelles, even a few young puffballs). There's also meat: rabbits and game birds, and a large blue crab barely contained in a bucket, if you haven't had any luck catching one yourself.
The truth of it, though, is that Ylva is not terribly good with prices. She will take whatever you offer in trade or brass, so long as it doesn't seem insultingly low.
Wildcard
You know where to find me.