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Message: <blockquote data-quote="BoldItalic" data-source="post: 7126338" data-attributes="member: 6777052">THAC0 was feeling slightly anachronistic because he was Persian and the Persians weren't due to arrive in Mesopotamia for another few millenia at least. Nevertheless, every situation was a business opportunity for him. He wasn't descended from Rugg The Carpet Seller for nothing.[sup]1[/sup]Pronouncing his name "They Co.", he visited the local bazaar in the guise of a representative of a wholesale clothing merchant. People there seemed oddly wary of him, as if his name carried connotations that he wasn't himself aware of, but when you are an eleven-foot tall genii with baggy trousers you get used to being looked at a bit sideways. However, he did manage to trade with a couple of evil-looking wizards by selling them each other's robes at a small profit and thus gained three silver shekels and 14 clay goats in local currency.Hoping to meet up with the others again, he made his way down towards the harbour where the Molly lay at anchor. The ship was oddly silent as if the crew had, to a man, been captured by slavers, marched up the banks of the Euphrates and sold to a wealthy landowner who set them to work clearing the local marshes of the singing frogs that kept him awake at night. It was that sort of silence.Standing on deck and idly leaning over the ship's rail, he espied a mermaid swimming past accompanied by a bodyguard of pikemen. She smiled and waved and beckoned him to join her in the water. Her name was Bubbles and she was a merlock.[hr][/hr][sup]1[/sup] No, it was for 5% plus commission.</blockquote>

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