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marcoulf de ricart ([personal profile] esquive) wrote in [community profile] faderift 2018-10-23 02:31 pm (UTC)

She can bow if she cares to; she's permitted eccentrics.

"Good temper and bones. The rest can be managed, but there's no changing either of those," he says, leading by just the barest half step through the winding markets.

The size will be the problem of course, but not impossible. It just means bypassing strings of dish faced, delicate Antivan bred mares clearly meant for Hightown squares alongside silk and perfume and instead making their way to the temporary livestock pens higher along the wharfs where every manner of cow and pig and wooly sheep has come to be slaughtered and sheared, their trimmings packed into bales or brine barrels and delivered straight onto waiting cargo ships.

One of the large livestock pens is stuffed with horses, each with a slash of colored paint on their hips to mark which trader owns which. Some are Ferelden, sporting green or black marks. But there are cobby Marcher horses here too in red and and blue and yellow. They're all filthy either from the road or from a ship's hold and most of them have some scratch or missing patch of hair or rubbed out section of mane. But that's to be expected. Horses in bulk always look less appealing.

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