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Her light was gone. Faded. Extinguished. Kesi was a soul lost with no direction. She felt numb, meaningless, without her brother there. He had gone to the circus, and no amount of tears and tantrums would change anything. Her father would only punish her for such behavior. Kesi was too young to join the circus. She was forced to stay home with her mother as she watched her brother get taken away from her. And with him, he took her purpose. Two years now have passed and all Kesi thought about was the excitement for his next visit, whenever that may be.
That was until this day.
Whispers of a merchant reached the child’s ears. Normally that would be of no interest to the child. She only went to the market when her mother asked her to fetch something. But this merchant was different. This merchant was special.
Poisons.
Why was it that this tiny, little word caused the child to perk up? She was an innocent girl with no blood on her hands, and yet that very word seemed to consume her. For once Amenemhat was pushed from her mind and something new took root in it. It festered and bubbled, much like a real toxin, spreading through her veins and gripping her very life force.
A light, dim like a dying ember, appeared before Kesi within the dark crevices of her mind. The child followed it through the market and to the docks. She wandered, going this way and that. This was not the first time she was at the docks in Alexandria. Kesi enjoyed watching the boats go by oft wondering to which port they intend to find next. Are they going to Cairo? Thebes? Would they perhaps stop by the circus should they find themselves there at the same time? Would they see her brother?
But this time Kesi was on a mission. Dark eyes swept the boats and the small girl ran all about. Her footsteps were light, sand barely crunching beneath her bare feet. Her little heart pounded with excitement. For the first time in ages Kesi felt alive. Determination surged through the child. Her brother would be proud of Kesi for learning something new, and she found something that truly interested her. She would find this merchant and learn all that she could. She would show her brother how smart she is, and pick up a new talent along the way!
Kesi observed the flurry of activity in the docks. She bounced from one section to the next, looking for any newcomers. Unfortunately, that was quite easy to find. Alexandria is a hub of Greek connection, resulting in an array of people and characters. She kept her ears out, occasionally going to approach different Greeks and Egyptians, before catching wind of their conversations and realizing they were not who she was looking for. Surely he must exist somewhere? What if he was on his ship? She couldn’t just walk onto strangers ships calling for poisons, could she?
Kesi had lost track as to how many times she had circled the docks. Her feet were sore, having never allowed them even a moment’s rest. She was reconsidering her plan of attack when she saw a man she hadn’t seen previously. The man had dark hair and matching dark eyes. He wasn’t a very well built man upon first glance, but solid nonetheless. But none of that was what caught Kesi’s attention. He was tall, very much so. Kesi was short for her age, had always been short, and would likely always be short. This man looked to be a giant compared to her.
And yet, the child felt no fear as she approached him. Was he the one? Were the whispers of a poison seller true? She moved up behind him and tugged lightly the back of his clothes to get his attention. “Do you sell poisons?” She asked outright, her head tilting to the side.
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Her light was gone. Faded. Extinguished. Kesi was a soul lost with no direction. She felt numb, meaningless, without her brother there. He had gone to the circus, and no amount of tears and tantrums would change anything. Her father would only punish her for such behavior. Kesi was too young to join the circus. She was forced to stay home with her mother as she watched her brother get taken away from her. And with him, he took her purpose. Two years now have passed and all Kesi thought about was the excitement for his next visit, whenever that may be.
That was until this day.
Whispers of a merchant reached the child’s ears. Normally that would be of no interest to the child. She only went to the market when her mother asked her to fetch something. But this merchant was different. This merchant was special.
Poisons.
Why was it that this tiny, little word caused the child to perk up? She was an innocent girl with no blood on her hands, and yet that very word seemed to consume her. For once Amenemhat was pushed from her mind and something new took root in it. It festered and bubbled, much like a real toxin, spreading through her veins and gripping her very life force.
A light, dim like a dying ember, appeared before Kesi within the dark crevices of her mind. The child followed it through the market and to the docks. She wandered, going this way and that. This was not the first time she was at the docks in Alexandria. Kesi enjoyed watching the boats go by oft wondering to which port they intend to find next. Are they going to Cairo? Thebes? Would they perhaps stop by the circus should they find themselves there at the same time? Would they see her brother?
But this time Kesi was on a mission. Dark eyes swept the boats and the small girl ran all about. Her footsteps were light, sand barely crunching beneath her bare feet. Her little heart pounded with excitement. For the first time in ages Kesi felt alive. Determination surged through the child. Her brother would be proud of Kesi for learning something new, and she found something that truly interested her. She would find this merchant and learn all that she could. She would show her brother how smart she is, and pick up a new talent along the way!
Kesi observed the flurry of activity in the docks. She bounced from one section to the next, looking for any newcomers. Unfortunately, that was quite easy to find. Alexandria is a hub of Greek connection, resulting in an array of people and characters. She kept her ears out, occasionally going to approach different Greeks and Egyptians, before catching wind of their conversations and realizing they were not who she was looking for. Surely he must exist somewhere? What if he was on his ship? She couldn’t just walk onto strangers ships calling for poisons, could she?
Kesi had lost track as to how many times she had circled the docks. Her feet were sore, having never allowed them even a moment’s rest. She was reconsidering her plan of attack when she saw a man she hadn’t seen previously. The man had dark hair and matching dark eyes. He wasn’t a very well built man upon first glance, but solid nonetheless. But none of that was what caught Kesi’s attention. He was tall, very much so. Kesi was short for her age, had always been short, and would likely always be short. This man looked to be a giant compared to her.
And yet, the child felt no fear as she approached him. Was he the one? Were the whispers of a poison seller true? She moved up behind him and tugged lightly the back of his clothes to get his attention. “Do you sell poisons?” She asked outright, her head tilting to the side.
Her light was gone. Faded. Extinguished. Kesi was a soul lost with no direction. She felt numb, meaningless, without her brother there. He had gone to the circus, and no amount of tears and tantrums would change anything. Her father would only punish her for such behavior. Kesi was too young to join the circus. She was forced to stay home with her mother as she watched her brother get taken away from her. And with him, he took her purpose. Two years now have passed and all Kesi thought about was the excitement for his next visit, whenever that may be.
That was until this day.
Whispers of a merchant reached the child’s ears. Normally that would be of no interest to the child. She only went to the market when her mother asked her to fetch something. But this merchant was different. This merchant was special.
Poisons.
Why was it that this tiny, little word caused the child to perk up? She was an innocent girl with no blood on her hands, and yet that very word seemed to consume her. For once Amenemhat was pushed from her mind and something new took root in it. It festered and bubbled, much like a real toxin, spreading through her veins and gripping her very life force.
A light, dim like a dying ember, appeared before Kesi within the dark crevices of her mind. The child followed it through the market and to the docks. She wandered, going this way and that. This was not the first time she was at the docks in Alexandria. Kesi enjoyed watching the boats go by oft wondering to which port they intend to find next. Are they going to Cairo? Thebes? Would they perhaps stop by the circus should they find themselves there at the same time? Would they see her brother?
But this time Kesi was on a mission. Dark eyes swept the boats and the small girl ran all about. Her footsteps were light, sand barely crunching beneath her bare feet. Her little heart pounded with excitement. For the first time in ages Kesi felt alive. Determination surged through the child. Her brother would be proud of Kesi for learning something new, and she found something that truly interested her. She would find this merchant and learn all that she could. She would show her brother how smart she is, and pick up a new talent along the way!
Kesi observed the flurry of activity in the docks. She bounced from one section to the next, looking for any newcomers. Unfortunately, that was quite easy to find. Alexandria is a hub of Greek connection, resulting in an array of people and characters. She kept her ears out, occasionally going to approach different Greeks and Egyptians, before catching wind of their conversations and realizing they were not who she was looking for. Surely he must exist somewhere? What if he was on his ship? She couldn’t just walk onto strangers ships calling for poisons, could she?
Kesi had lost track as to how many times she had circled the docks. Her feet were sore, having never allowed them even a moment’s rest. She was reconsidering her plan of attack when she saw a man she hadn’t seen previously. The man had dark hair and matching dark eyes. He wasn’t a very well built man upon first glance, but solid nonetheless. But none of that was what caught Kesi’s attention. He was tall, very much so. Kesi was short for her age, had always been short, and would likely always be short. This man looked to be a giant compared to her.
And yet, the child felt no fear as she approached him. Was he the one? Were the whispers of a poison seller true? She moved up behind him and tugged lightly the back of his clothes to get his attention. “Do you sell poisons?” She asked outright, her head tilting to the side.
While he was building up his client base yet, new to the whole business of being a merchant ever since his parents had passed on and now given him enough space in the modest-sized plot of land his family had owned, Kreios had done quite well for himself. He had quickly earned a name for being learned and well-skilled in his art despite his young age, and had already earned enough by the time he had turned seventeen to gain his own ship, and hire a whole crew. While the crew was new to him, he was the one who paid him coin, and as such they had to reluctantly take their orders from the young but stoic upstart.
But perhaps what surprised Kreios most, was that his name had traversed far, until someone had sent him a message via pigeon asking for his services in Egypt. Kreios had never sailed past the three kingdoms of Greece yet, but he had always had dreams and heard of the variety of plants of the toxic and non-toxic variety on the shores of Egypt, and the missive seemedlike a good time as any to travel there.
Purchasing the ship had been quick, and within a month, he had soon found himself landing on the shores of Alexandria, his eyes and ears taking in all there was to see on foreign soil which he now was stepping foot on for the first time. In the years to come, Kreios would come so often that the lands of Egypt, Judea and Bedoa would be second nature to him, but at that juncture in time, curiosity was present in his eye, even as he sought out the client who had wanted his services.
Upon his ship, his newly furbished work space still was bare, but already equipped with the shelves that could fasten shut, and it was there which he stored some of the vials of his poisons he had brought over. Kreios intended to remain on Egyptian soil for at least a few months, perhaps find someone who could show him the turns of the poisons within the lands, and in exchange he could also earn some coin introducing the shrubs and poisons of his homeland to them.
With his acute sense of smell and taste, along with a sharp mind and open will to learn, it was easy for him to learn, and why he had gotten so well-versed with poisons and how to use them to begin with. Anything from just causing minor discomfort, to ensuring somehow had a slow and untraceable death, was not something Kreios was unable to do. How his name had gotten all the way to Egypt, the dark-haired merchant did not know, but a brief flicker of surprise still crossed when someone tugged at his chiton.
Turning around in surprise, Kreios had been reaching for his dagger tucked in the belt of his black outfit, only to frown when he realized it was but a young child, surely not even past the age of fifteen. "I do." he answered curtly, a man of little words as he took a step back. His obsidian gaze casted a examining look over the child, before his frown deepened. "And you are?" he had no time to deal with childish notions, he had a client to seek for afterall.
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While he was building up his client base yet, new to the whole business of being a merchant ever since his parents had passed on and now given him enough space in the modest-sized plot of land his family had owned, Kreios had done quite well for himself. He had quickly earned a name for being learned and well-skilled in his art despite his young age, and had already earned enough by the time he had turned seventeen to gain his own ship, and hire a whole crew. While the crew was new to him, he was the one who paid him coin, and as such they had to reluctantly take their orders from the young but stoic upstart.
But perhaps what surprised Kreios most, was that his name had traversed far, until someone had sent him a message via pigeon asking for his services in Egypt. Kreios had never sailed past the three kingdoms of Greece yet, but he had always had dreams and heard of the variety of plants of the toxic and non-toxic variety on the shores of Egypt, and the missive seemedlike a good time as any to travel there.
Purchasing the ship had been quick, and within a month, he had soon found himself landing on the shores of Alexandria, his eyes and ears taking in all there was to see on foreign soil which he now was stepping foot on for the first time. In the years to come, Kreios would come so often that the lands of Egypt, Judea and Bedoa would be second nature to him, but at that juncture in time, curiosity was present in his eye, even as he sought out the client who had wanted his services.
Upon his ship, his newly furbished work space still was bare, but already equipped with the shelves that could fasten shut, and it was there which he stored some of the vials of his poisons he had brought over. Kreios intended to remain on Egyptian soil for at least a few months, perhaps find someone who could show him the turns of the poisons within the lands, and in exchange he could also earn some coin introducing the shrubs and poisons of his homeland to them.
With his acute sense of smell and taste, along with a sharp mind and open will to learn, it was easy for him to learn, and why he had gotten so well-versed with poisons and how to use them to begin with. Anything from just causing minor discomfort, to ensuring somehow had a slow and untraceable death, was not something Kreios was unable to do. How his name had gotten all the way to Egypt, the dark-haired merchant did not know, but a brief flicker of surprise still crossed when someone tugged at his chiton.
Turning around in surprise, Kreios had been reaching for his dagger tucked in the belt of his black outfit, only to frown when he realized it was but a young child, surely not even past the age of fifteen. "I do." he answered curtly, a man of little words as he took a step back. His obsidian gaze casted a examining look over the child, before his frown deepened. "And you are?" he had no time to deal with childish notions, he had a client to seek for afterall.
While he was building up his client base yet, new to the whole business of being a merchant ever since his parents had passed on and now given him enough space in the modest-sized plot of land his family had owned, Kreios had done quite well for himself. He had quickly earned a name for being learned and well-skilled in his art despite his young age, and had already earned enough by the time he had turned seventeen to gain his own ship, and hire a whole crew. While the crew was new to him, he was the one who paid him coin, and as such they had to reluctantly take their orders from the young but stoic upstart.
But perhaps what surprised Kreios most, was that his name had traversed far, until someone had sent him a message via pigeon asking for his services in Egypt. Kreios had never sailed past the three kingdoms of Greece yet, but he had always had dreams and heard of the variety of plants of the toxic and non-toxic variety on the shores of Egypt, and the missive seemedlike a good time as any to travel there.
Purchasing the ship had been quick, and within a month, he had soon found himself landing on the shores of Alexandria, his eyes and ears taking in all there was to see on foreign soil which he now was stepping foot on for the first time. In the years to come, Kreios would come so often that the lands of Egypt, Judea and Bedoa would be second nature to him, but at that juncture in time, curiosity was present in his eye, even as he sought out the client who had wanted his services.
Upon his ship, his newly furbished work space still was bare, but already equipped with the shelves that could fasten shut, and it was there which he stored some of the vials of his poisons he had brought over. Kreios intended to remain on Egyptian soil for at least a few months, perhaps find someone who could show him the turns of the poisons within the lands, and in exchange he could also earn some coin introducing the shrubs and poisons of his homeland to them.
With his acute sense of smell and taste, along with a sharp mind and open will to learn, it was easy for him to learn, and why he had gotten so well-versed with poisons and how to use them to begin with. Anything from just causing minor discomfort, to ensuring somehow had a slow and untraceable death, was not something Kreios was unable to do. How his name had gotten all the way to Egypt, the dark-haired merchant did not know, but a brief flicker of surprise still crossed when someone tugged at his chiton.
Turning around in surprise, Kreios had been reaching for his dagger tucked in the belt of his black outfit, only to frown when he realized it was but a young child, surely not even past the age of fifteen. "I do." he answered curtly, a man of little words as he took a step back. His obsidian gaze casted a examining look over the child, before his frown deepened. "And you are?" he had no time to deal with childish notions, he had a client to seek for afterall.
A wide smile danced across the child’s face. She did it! All the wandering around the docks was not for naught. Excited thoughts flashed across her mind. How well did he know poisons? Did he make them, or did he just sell the wares? Kesi’s mind was greedy, the desire to know everything that was in this adult’s mind coursed through her. For two years she was lost while her brother traveled with their father all across Egypt. But now, she was found, thanks to a random Greek with a penchant for dark substances.
“Kesi,” The child answered simply, though she didn’t really understand why her name mattered in all of this. But she’d answer him since he was curious. “I want to learn poisons, mister.” Kesi rocked back and forth on her feet. Her eyes were wide, sparkling with curiosity. They appeared innocent, with unusual wonderment that should not appear when speaking of matters such as poisons. And yet, such a subject did not strike Kesi unusual in the slightest. Poisons were only natural, and Kesi yearned to understand them.
How well did he know the subject? Did he only know household poisons? Things that might kill rats and other creatures? Did he work with venom from snakes or spiders? Or was it all plant-based? Did he know secrets that only Greeks knew? Would she learn something that is new in Egypt? Oh, how exciting!
“I can work,” Kesi added quickly before the man had a chance to answer. She didn’t want to risk him saying no. No was never an option, and Kesi would refuse to go home if he decided to deny her. Not that, of course, she would make that obvious from the start. “I know Alexandria really, really well. I lived here my whole life!” All ten years of them! “I can run deliveries for you. Or, or I can clean your ship. Or do whatever else. I just wanna learn all I can about poisons.”
He couldn’t possibly say no after that offer! She was free labor! Kesi may be small for her age, but she was quite strong. She had to be. She worked hard to take care of her family and train her stamina for the circus. And with her father’s predilection for punishment, Kesi had quite the pain tolerance. She would work until she collapsed, and she would do it with a smile on her face so long as this man taught her what she wanted to know.
“What say you, mister?” Kesi tilted her head again, her single braid flopping to the side with it. “It’s a… it’s a business arrangement! One that will benefit you lots!” Kesi would be the hardest worker he would ever see. And once she sapped every bit of knowledge she could from him, then she would consider it the deal done and they could go their separate ways, both happy with the transaction. This could be the start of a beautiful business partnership, and Kesi will play the part of the dutiful student and employee.
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A wide smile danced across the child’s face. She did it! All the wandering around the docks was not for naught. Excited thoughts flashed across her mind. How well did he know poisons? Did he make them, or did he just sell the wares? Kesi’s mind was greedy, the desire to know everything that was in this adult’s mind coursed through her. For two years she was lost while her brother traveled with their father all across Egypt. But now, she was found, thanks to a random Greek with a penchant for dark substances.
“Kesi,” The child answered simply, though she didn’t really understand why her name mattered in all of this. But she’d answer him since he was curious. “I want to learn poisons, mister.” Kesi rocked back and forth on her feet. Her eyes were wide, sparkling with curiosity. They appeared innocent, with unusual wonderment that should not appear when speaking of matters such as poisons. And yet, such a subject did not strike Kesi unusual in the slightest. Poisons were only natural, and Kesi yearned to understand them.
How well did he know the subject? Did he only know household poisons? Things that might kill rats and other creatures? Did he work with venom from snakes or spiders? Or was it all plant-based? Did he know secrets that only Greeks knew? Would she learn something that is new in Egypt? Oh, how exciting!
“I can work,” Kesi added quickly before the man had a chance to answer. She didn’t want to risk him saying no. No was never an option, and Kesi would refuse to go home if he decided to deny her. Not that, of course, she would make that obvious from the start. “I know Alexandria really, really well. I lived here my whole life!” All ten years of them! “I can run deliveries for you. Or, or I can clean your ship. Or do whatever else. I just wanna learn all I can about poisons.”
He couldn’t possibly say no after that offer! She was free labor! Kesi may be small for her age, but she was quite strong. She had to be. She worked hard to take care of her family and train her stamina for the circus. And with her father’s predilection for punishment, Kesi had quite the pain tolerance. She would work until she collapsed, and she would do it with a smile on her face so long as this man taught her what she wanted to know.
“What say you, mister?” Kesi tilted her head again, her single braid flopping to the side with it. “It’s a… it’s a business arrangement! One that will benefit you lots!” Kesi would be the hardest worker he would ever see. And once she sapped every bit of knowledge she could from him, then she would consider it the deal done and they could go their separate ways, both happy with the transaction. This could be the start of a beautiful business partnership, and Kesi will play the part of the dutiful student and employee.
A wide smile danced across the child’s face. She did it! All the wandering around the docks was not for naught. Excited thoughts flashed across her mind. How well did he know poisons? Did he make them, or did he just sell the wares? Kesi’s mind was greedy, the desire to know everything that was in this adult’s mind coursed through her. For two years she was lost while her brother traveled with their father all across Egypt. But now, she was found, thanks to a random Greek with a penchant for dark substances.
“Kesi,” The child answered simply, though she didn’t really understand why her name mattered in all of this. But she’d answer him since he was curious. “I want to learn poisons, mister.” Kesi rocked back and forth on her feet. Her eyes were wide, sparkling with curiosity. They appeared innocent, with unusual wonderment that should not appear when speaking of matters such as poisons. And yet, such a subject did not strike Kesi unusual in the slightest. Poisons were only natural, and Kesi yearned to understand them.
How well did he know the subject? Did he only know household poisons? Things that might kill rats and other creatures? Did he work with venom from snakes or spiders? Or was it all plant-based? Did he know secrets that only Greeks knew? Would she learn something that is new in Egypt? Oh, how exciting!
“I can work,” Kesi added quickly before the man had a chance to answer. She didn’t want to risk him saying no. No was never an option, and Kesi would refuse to go home if he decided to deny her. Not that, of course, she would make that obvious from the start. “I know Alexandria really, really well. I lived here my whole life!” All ten years of them! “I can run deliveries for you. Or, or I can clean your ship. Or do whatever else. I just wanna learn all I can about poisons.”
He couldn’t possibly say no after that offer! She was free labor! Kesi may be small for her age, but she was quite strong. She had to be. She worked hard to take care of her family and train her stamina for the circus. And with her father’s predilection for punishment, Kesi had quite the pain tolerance. She would work until she collapsed, and she would do it with a smile on her face so long as this man taught her what she wanted to know.
“What say you, mister?” Kesi tilted her head again, her single braid flopping to the side with it. “It’s a… it’s a business arrangement! One that will benefit you lots!” Kesi would be the hardest worker he would ever see. And once she sapped every bit of knowledge she could from him, then she would consider it the deal done and they could go their separate ways, both happy with the transaction. This could be the start of a beautiful business partnership, and Kesi will play the part of the dutiful student and employee.
While the art of toxic, poisons and the matter of which he had to procure them was something Kreios had started learning almost as long as he could remember, he had the added advantage of both his parents being old veteran's in the industry. Both his parents had been knowledgeable, and some of the plants he still maintained in his garden was likely as old as he was. Antiochus and Nerissa had taught their son well, and while Kreios wasn't exceptionally close to any parent by any means, in a way, they had paved the way for what he had today. His mother's death was still fresh, just a few months ago, but to be honest, Kreios hadn't been surprised. Overdose wasn't an anomaly considering what their house was covered in.
But for a child at ten, maybe twelve, and asking for lessons? It seemed odd to Kreios, especially when this was his first time stepping foot into Egypt. Was this a ploy? A scam? If he agreed, would he be breaking some sacred law or culture?
Furtive glances were thrown around him as he tried to reasses if anyone thought his presence weird, before turning his focus back on the young child, who seemed far too eager to dabble with things that could likely kill her in half the dose it'd take to take the life of an adult. It didn't help that she didn't look at all like someone who was interested in such things.
Then again, which child did?
"I have people to do all of that." he muttered in return to her offer of work. What Kreios had was coin in abundance, and he's hired everyone he needed to run a business, or at least start one up in Egypt. All he needed was to get his name known to a few people, and the word would spread so he would eventually gain more clients with time. "So I don't see any benefit gained for me aside from an annoyance. Find someone else." he finally finished with a grimace, turning on his heel to try and get away from the young child, in his attempt to lose her in the crowds gathering at the markets. He had came to Alexandria to gain clients, but Kreios also had an interest in plants he was hoping he could get from this foreign land, to add on to his growing garden at home.
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While the art of toxic, poisons and the matter of which he had to procure them was something Kreios had started learning almost as long as he could remember, he had the added advantage of both his parents being old veteran's in the industry. Both his parents had been knowledgeable, and some of the plants he still maintained in his garden was likely as old as he was. Antiochus and Nerissa had taught their son well, and while Kreios wasn't exceptionally close to any parent by any means, in a way, they had paved the way for what he had today. His mother's death was still fresh, just a few months ago, but to be honest, Kreios hadn't been surprised. Overdose wasn't an anomaly considering what their house was covered in.
But for a child at ten, maybe twelve, and asking for lessons? It seemed odd to Kreios, especially when this was his first time stepping foot into Egypt. Was this a ploy? A scam? If he agreed, would he be breaking some sacred law or culture?
Furtive glances were thrown around him as he tried to reasses if anyone thought his presence weird, before turning his focus back on the young child, who seemed far too eager to dabble with things that could likely kill her in half the dose it'd take to take the life of an adult. It didn't help that she didn't look at all like someone who was interested in such things.
Then again, which child did?
"I have people to do all of that." he muttered in return to her offer of work. What Kreios had was coin in abundance, and he's hired everyone he needed to run a business, or at least start one up in Egypt. All he needed was to get his name known to a few people, and the word would spread so he would eventually gain more clients with time. "So I don't see any benefit gained for me aside from an annoyance. Find someone else." he finally finished with a grimace, turning on his heel to try and get away from the young child, in his attempt to lose her in the crowds gathering at the markets. He had came to Alexandria to gain clients, but Kreios also had an interest in plants he was hoping he could get from this foreign land, to add on to his growing garden at home.
While the art of toxic, poisons and the matter of which he had to procure them was something Kreios had started learning almost as long as he could remember, he had the added advantage of both his parents being old veteran's in the industry. Both his parents had been knowledgeable, and some of the plants he still maintained in his garden was likely as old as he was. Antiochus and Nerissa had taught their son well, and while Kreios wasn't exceptionally close to any parent by any means, in a way, they had paved the way for what he had today. His mother's death was still fresh, just a few months ago, but to be honest, Kreios hadn't been surprised. Overdose wasn't an anomaly considering what their house was covered in.
But for a child at ten, maybe twelve, and asking for lessons? It seemed odd to Kreios, especially when this was his first time stepping foot into Egypt. Was this a ploy? A scam? If he agreed, would he be breaking some sacred law or culture?
Furtive glances were thrown around him as he tried to reasses if anyone thought his presence weird, before turning his focus back on the young child, who seemed far too eager to dabble with things that could likely kill her in half the dose it'd take to take the life of an adult. It didn't help that she didn't look at all like someone who was interested in such things.
Then again, which child did?
"I have people to do all of that." he muttered in return to her offer of work. What Kreios had was coin in abundance, and he's hired everyone he needed to run a business, or at least start one up in Egypt. All he needed was to get his name known to a few people, and the word would spread so he would eventually gain more clients with time. "So I don't see any benefit gained for me aside from an annoyance. Find someone else." he finally finished with a grimace, turning on his heel to try and get away from the young child, in his attempt to lose her in the crowds gathering at the markets. He had came to Alexandria to gain clients, but Kreios also had an interest in plants he was hoping he could get from this foreign land, to add on to his growing garden at home.
Kesi may be small, but she was fairly quick and nimble. As the man disappeared into the crowds, attempting to shake the girl, she deftly followed. It wasn’t too hard to spot him, he was a tall man wearing black, and dodging yet another body walking towards her Kesi finally managed to catch up. She, once again, tugged on the back of the man’s chiton.
“I told you, mister. I know Alexandria super well. I am also super quick. Another reason why you should keep me around!” Kesi said chipperly. His refusal was just a delayed yes, after all. “I’m also very smart, so I would catch on real quick. And hardworking, a much harder worker than any of your hired hands I’m sure. Oh, and did I mention persistent? I’m very, very persistent.”
Kesi moved quicker now so that she was directly in front of the man’s past. She was turned so that she was facing him. “There’s gotta be something you want that’s worth you teaching me. I don’t know anyone else, mister. I can’t just ‘find someone else.’ Aren’t you a businessman? I’m ready to negotiate. You just gotta name your terms.”
The child crossed her arms and stared at the Greek. Her eyes still had that wide innocence, but it was also tinged with stubbornness. Kesi was quite used to fighting for what she wanted. Very few things she got without effort. But also, she knew if she could learn poisons, then maybe one day Amenemhat would find use in them. Kesi was not confident that she would be much help in the circus. She did not have the natural showmanship her brother had. She was flexible, but not as much as the contortionists in The Tempest of Set . She was dexterous, but the acrobats were much better. If the day came and she did not have a place in the circus, then at least she would have a skill that would be of use to him.
And it was not as if the child was thinking of killing someone right now. She was still innocent with no blood on her hands. But she did have a morbid fascination with death. It had been with her ever since she was a child, though she could not place why. Death never scared Kesi. In fact, death excited the young girl. She once ran into a corpse as she was playing one day. The person looked like they were homeless, and died of starvation. Kesi had approached that body with a look of wonderment in her eye. She never forgot the way that woman had looked. Her skin was thin and frail, her eyes closed and her face twisted in pain.
Poison would light the path towards new life for Kesi. And this man, whether he knew it or not, would help facilitate that new life. Even if he continued to push her away, she would return ever day, pestering and bothering him until he breaks. And Kesi will break him. She had to.
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Kesi may be small, but she was fairly quick and nimble. As the man disappeared into the crowds, attempting to shake the girl, she deftly followed. It wasn’t too hard to spot him, he was a tall man wearing black, and dodging yet another body walking towards her Kesi finally managed to catch up. She, once again, tugged on the back of the man’s chiton.
“I told you, mister. I know Alexandria super well. I am also super quick. Another reason why you should keep me around!” Kesi said chipperly. His refusal was just a delayed yes, after all. “I’m also very smart, so I would catch on real quick. And hardworking, a much harder worker than any of your hired hands I’m sure. Oh, and did I mention persistent? I’m very, very persistent.”
Kesi moved quicker now so that she was directly in front of the man’s past. She was turned so that she was facing him. “There’s gotta be something you want that’s worth you teaching me. I don’t know anyone else, mister. I can’t just ‘find someone else.’ Aren’t you a businessman? I’m ready to negotiate. You just gotta name your terms.”
The child crossed her arms and stared at the Greek. Her eyes still had that wide innocence, but it was also tinged with stubbornness. Kesi was quite used to fighting for what she wanted. Very few things she got without effort. But also, she knew if she could learn poisons, then maybe one day Amenemhat would find use in them. Kesi was not confident that she would be much help in the circus. She did not have the natural showmanship her brother had. She was flexible, but not as much as the contortionists in The Tempest of Set . She was dexterous, but the acrobats were much better. If the day came and she did not have a place in the circus, then at least she would have a skill that would be of use to him.
And it was not as if the child was thinking of killing someone right now. She was still innocent with no blood on her hands. But she did have a morbid fascination with death. It had been with her ever since she was a child, though she could not place why. Death never scared Kesi. In fact, death excited the young girl. She once ran into a corpse as she was playing one day. The person looked like they were homeless, and died of starvation. Kesi had approached that body with a look of wonderment in her eye. She never forgot the way that woman had looked. Her skin was thin and frail, her eyes closed and her face twisted in pain.
Poison would light the path towards new life for Kesi. And this man, whether he knew it or not, would help facilitate that new life. Even if he continued to push her away, she would return ever day, pestering and bothering him until he breaks. And Kesi will break him. She had to.
Kesi may be small, but she was fairly quick and nimble. As the man disappeared into the crowds, attempting to shake the girl, she deftly followed. It wasn’t too hard to spot him, he was a tall man wearing black, and dodging yet another body walking towards her Kesi finally managed to catch up. She, once again, tugged on the back of the man’s chiton.
“I told you, mister. I know Alexandria super well. I am also super quick. Another reason why you should keep me around!” Kesi said chipperly. His refusal was just a delayed yes, after all. “I’m also very smart, so I would catch on real quick. And hardworking, a much harder worker than any of your hired hands I’m sure. Oh, and did I mention persistent? I’m very, very persistent.”
Kesi moved quicker now so that she was directly in front of the man’s past. She was turned so that she was facing him. “There’s gotta be something you want that’s worth you teaching me. I don’t know anyone else, mister. I can’t just ‘find someone else.’ Aren’t you a businessman? I’m ready to negotiate. You just gotta name your terms.”
The child crossed her arms and stared at the Greek. Her eyes still had that wide innocence, but it was also tinged with stubbornness. Kesi was quite used to fighting for what she wanted. Very few things she got without effort. But also, she knew if she could learn poisons, then maybe one day Amenemhat would find use in them. Kesi was not confident that she would be much help in the circus. She did not have the natural showmanship her brother had. She was flexible, but not as much as the contortionists in The Tempest of Set . She was dexterous, but the acrobats were much better. If the day came and she did not have a place in the circus, then at least she would have a skill that would be of use to him.
And it was not as if the child was thinking of killing someone right now. She was still innocent with no blood on her hands. But she did have a morbid fascination with death. It had been with her ever since she was a child, though she could not place why. Death never scared Kesi. In fact, death excited the young girl. She once ran into a corpse as she was playing one day. The person looked like they were homeless, and died of starvation. Kesi had approached that body with a look of wonderment in her eye. She never forgot the way that woman had looked. Her skin was thin and frail, her eyes closed and her face twisted in pain.
Poison would light the path towards new life for Kesi. And this man, whether he knew it or not, would help facilitate that new life. Even if he continued to push her away, she would return ever day, pestering and bothering him until he breaks. And Kesi will break him. She had to.
Oh Gods, was this how it felt to have an annoyance following after him? Kreios resisted rolling his eyes when he heard the exact same voice piping up after him barely five seconds after he thought he managed to melt away into the crowds. Tampering down a low, annoyed growl from his throat when he felt yet another tug on his chiton, his dark eyes swirled with the unvoiced irritation as he turned around to the young girl talking.
"And I've told you," he replied in quick succession, emphasizing his repeated point through gritted teeth. "That I have hired people who do the exact things you said you could do." Technically, Kreios supposed it would be faster to have someone who knew the new city well in order to save a lot of time on navigation and figuring out who to look for. But neither did the poison merchant really want to hold a responsibility for a young child not yet of legal age.
Plus, he had recently heard of someone who had discovered a new method to extract poison from the kernels of apricot through somehow separating their components using fire and liquid, and that was a method Kreios highly sought after right now.
The presence of the presistent child was just a hitch in his plans, and a hitch he planned to get rid of very soon. Couldn't have a small child trailing along with him as he tried to get his name and wares established in a new place, now could he? "Look, kid. I'm busy, and if you wanna play pretend with someone, I'm sure someone else could entertain you, you get me? What I do isn't something for someone your age." He quickly muttered, even as his eyes roamed the area they were in, trying to find something to distract her with.
"Look!" he suddenly exclaimed, pointing at something behind her. It was the oldest trick in the book, but it works a majority of the time, making use of human nature of natural curiosity afterall, so Kreios was counting on it as he tried to dart into the thickest of the crowds to lose the presistent child on his trail.
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Oh Gods, was this how it felt to have an annoyance following after him? Kreios resisted rolling his eyes when he heard the exact same voice piping up after him barely five seconds after he thought he managed to melt away into the crowds. Tampering down a low, annoyed growl from his throat when he felt yet another tug on his chiton, his dark eyes swirled with the unvoiced irritation as he turned around to the young girl talking.
"And I've told you," he replied in quick succession, emphasizing his repeated point through gritted teeth. "That I have hired people who do the exact things you said you could do." Technically, Kreios supposed it would be faster to have someone who knew the new city well in order to save a lot of time on navigation and figuring out who to look for. But neither did the poison merchant really want to hold a responsibility for a young child not yet of legal age.
Plus, he had recently heard of someone who had discovered a new method to extract poison from the kernels of apricot through somehow separating their components using fire and liquid, and that was a method Kreios highly sought after right now.
The presence of the presistent child was just a hitch in his plans, and a hitch he planned to get rid of very soon. Couldn't have a small child trailing along with him as he tried to get his name and wares established in a new place, now could he? "Look, kid. I'm busy, and if you wanna play pretend with someone, I'm sure someone else could entertain you, you get me? What I do isn't something for someone your age." He quickly muttered, even as his eyes roamed the area they were in, trying to find something to distract her with.
"Look!" he suddenly exclaimed, pointing at something behind her. It was the oldest trick in the book, but it works a majority of the time, making use of human nature of natural curiosity afterall, so Kreios was counting on it as he tried to dart into the thickest of the crowds to lose the presistent child on his trail.
Oh Gods, was this how it felt to have an annoyance following after him? Kreios resisted rolling his eyes when he heard the exact same voice piping up after him barely five seconds after he thought he managed to melt away into the crowds. Tampering down a low, annoyed growl from his throat when he felt yet another tug on his chiton, his dark eyes swirled with the unvoiced irritation as he turned around to the young girl talking.
"And I've told you," he replied in quick succession, emphasizing his repeated point through gritted teeth. "That I have hired people who do the exact things you said you could do." Technically, Kreios supposed it would be faster to have someone who knew the new city well in order to save a lot of time on navigation and figuring out who to look for. But neither did the poison merchant really want to hold a responsibility for a young child not yet of legal age.
Plus, he had recently heard of someone who had discovered a new method to extract poison from the kernels of apricot through somehow separating their components using fire and liquid, and that was a method Kreios highly sought after right now.
The presence of the presistent child was just a hitch in his plans, and a hitch he planned to get rid of very soon. Couldn't have a small child trailing along with him as he tried to get his name and wares established in a new place, now could he? "Look, kid. I'm busy, and if you wanna play pretend with someone, I'm sure someone else could entertain you, you get me? What I do isn't something for someone your age." He quickly muttered, even as his eyes roamed the area they were in, trying to find something to distract her with.
"Look!" he suddenly exclaimed, pointing at something behind her. It was the oldest trick in the book, but it works a majority of the time, making use of human nature of natural curiosity afterall, so Kreios was counting on it as he tried to dart into the thickest of the crowds to lose the presistent child on his trail.
What didn’t this man understand here? Kesi wouldn’t stop bothering him until she got exactly what she wanted. The more he said no, the more annoying the child would get. Anytime this merchant was in Alexandria, Kesi would make it her mission to pester him until he cracked. It would save both the people time now if he just agreed with her. Kesi didn’t very much like getting her time wasted, but if this man wanted to play this game with her she would oblige. But he should be warned, Kesi played to win and to win at any costs.
“You don’t even know my age, mister,” Kesi said simply. “And this isn’t playing pretend. I want to learn. And you’re the only one who can teach me. This whole thing would be a lot faster if you just said yes. I promise you won-”
But then he distracted her. Kesi’s eyes glanced behind her. She didn’t see anything? What was he talking about? Was the Greek just confused by Egyptian life? When Kesi turned around, he was gone. Hey, no fair! Kesi thought to herself, crossing her arms in annoyance. He cheated!
Kesi glanced in a few different directions. There were only so many places the Greek could go. Most likely he used the crowd to blend in with, something he had just previously done. Instead of darting forward, Kesi just went to the right. She cut through a couple of alleys, and climbed over some crudely made walls. This was much easier than trying to dodge the crowds of people, and it cut any distance she made in half. Though at one point she did have to go through a home, which annoyed her. It belonged to an elderly couple that always tried to sit Kesi down to get gossip about her father and the circus.
“Hi mister! Hi missus!” Kesi said quickly as she passed by the startled pair. “Can’t talk right now, but mom wanted to talk about the last bunch of cherries she bought from you. ‘Kay, thanks! Bye!”
She darted out their back and back into the streets of the market. Dark eyes moved this way or back. She must have beaten him here, because he was nowhere in sight. Just then Kesi’s stomach rumbled. All of this running she did today was making her hungry. The child moved over to a stand selling peaches and bought two of them. Just as she bit into a peach, she saw the tall man again. “Thanks, mister.” Kesi waved to the merchant before making her way to the Greek.
She stood right in front of him, blocking his path, and held out a peach for him. She had a wide smile, clearly unperturbed by the momentary inconvenience. “You’ve been spending a lot of time running away from me. You must be hungry. I got you a peach, mister. Do they have peaches where you’re from? They’re really sweet. We can eat this together as we discuss how you’re gonna teach me poisons. Sound like a good plan?”
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What didn’t this man understand here? Kesi wouldn’t stop bothering him until she got exactly what she wanted. The more he said no, the more annoying the child would get. Anytime this merchant was in Alexandria, Kesi would make it her mission to pester him until he cracked. It would save both the people time now if he just agreed with her. Kesi didn’t very much like getting her time wasted, but if this man wanted to play this game with her she would oblige. But he should be warned, Kesi played to win and to win at any costs.
“You don’t even know my age, mister,” Kesi said simply. “And this isn’t playing pretend. I want to learn. And you’re the only one who can teach me. This whole thing would be a lot faster if you just said yes. I promise you won-”
But then he distracted her. Kesi’s eyes glanced behind her. She didn’t see anything? What was he talking about? Was the Greek just confused by Egyptian life? When Kesi turned around, he was gone. Hey, no fair! Kesi thought to herself, crossing her arms in annoyance. He cheated!
Kesi glanced in a few different directions. There were only so many places the Greek could go. Most likely he used the crowd to blend in with, something he had just previously done. Instead of darting forward, Kesi just went to the right. She cut through a couple of alleys, and climbed over some crudely made walls. This was much easier than trying to dodge the crowds of people, and it cut any distance she made in half. Though at one point she did have to go through a home, which annoyed her. It belonged to an elderly couple that always tried to sit Kesi down to get gossip about her father and the circus.
“Hi mister! Hi missus!” Kesi said quickly as she passed by the startled pair. “Can’t talk right now, but mom wanted to talk about the last bunch of cherries she bought from you. ‘Kay, thanks! Bye!”
She darted out their back and back into the streets of the market. Dark eyes moved this way or back. She must have beaten him here, because he was nowhere in sight. Just then Kesi’s stomach rumbled. All of this running she did today was making her hungry. The child moved over to a stand selling peaches and bought two of them. Just as she bit into a peach, she saw the tall man again. “Thanks, mister.” Kesi waved to the merchant before making her way to the Greek.
She stood right in front of him, blocking his path, and held out a peach for him. She had a wide smile, clearly unperturbed by the momentary inconvenience. “You’ve been spending a lot of time running away from me. You must be hungry. I got you a peach, mister. Do they have peaches where you’re from? They’re really sweet. We can eat this together as we discuss how you’re gonna teach me poisons. Sound like a good plan?”
What didn’t this man understand here? Kesi wouldn’t stop bothering him until she got exactly what she wanted. The more he said no, the more annoying the child would get. Anytime this merchant was in Alexandria, Kesi would make it her mission to pester him until he cracked. It would save both the people time now if he just agreed with her. Kesi didn’t very much like getting her time wasted, but if this man wanted to play this game with her she would oblige. But he should be warned, Kesi played to win and to win at any costs.
“You don’t even know my age, mister,” Kesi said simply. “And this isn’t playing pretend. I want to learn. And you’re the only one who can teach me. This whole thing would be a lot faster if you just said yes. I promise you won-”
But then he distracted her. Kesi’s eyes glanced behind her. She didn’t see anything? What was he talking about? Was the Greek just confused by Egyptian life? When Kesi turned around, he was gone. Hey, no fair! Kesi thought to herself, crossing her arms in annoyance. He cheated!
Kesi glanced in a few different directions. There were only so many places the Greek could go. Most likely he used the crowd to blend in with, something he had just previously done. Instead of darting forward, Kesi just went to the right. She cut through a couple of alleys, and climbed over some crudely made walls. This was much easier than trying to dodge the crowds of people, and it cut any distance she made in half. Though at one point she did have to go through a home, which annoyed her. It belonged to an elderly couple that always tried to sit Kesi down to get gossip about her father and the circus.
“Hi mister! Hi missus!” Kesi said quickly as she passed by the startled pair. “Can’t talk right now, but mom wanted to talk about the last bunch of cherries she bought from you. ‘Kay, thanks! Bye!”
She darted out their back and back into the streets of the market. Dark eyes moved this way or back. She must have beaten him here, because he was nowhere in sight. Just then Kesi’s stomach rumbled. All of this running she did today was making her hungry. The child moved over to a stand selling peaches and bought two of them. Just as she bit into a peach, she saw the tall man again. “Thanks, mister.” Kesi waved to the merchant before making her way to the Greek.
She stood right in front of him, blocking his path, and held out a peach for him. She had a wide smile, clearly unperturbed by the momentary inconvenience. “You’ve been spending a lot of time running away from me. You must be hungry. I got you a peach, mister. Do they have peaches where you’re from? They’re really sweet. We can eat this together as we discuss how you’re gonna teach me poisons. Sound like a good plan?”
He was hopeful. Really hopeful. How hard could it be to lose an imp in a busy market crowd right? And she was a slip of a girl. She wouldn't be able to spot him amongst all the taller, far larger people then she is! So with that thought in mind, Kreios moved nimbly amongst the moving mass of people in the markets, careful to always be on the move. He avoided looking over his shoulder, very clear of the fact that the more he did that, the more he would slow himself down. Instead, he just focused on putting one feet in front of the other.
After a short amount of time had passed that he felt comfortable enough when the voice of the child no longer harassed the peripheral of his auditory and visual senses, did the merchant finally slowed down, and allowed himself to finally drink in the difference in the market he was now in on the shores of Egypt, as compared to the markets he was used to back in the Grecian kingdoms.
With hands grasping his coin pouch tied to his chiton, he peered curiously at the wares on sale, particularly drawn by the different type of edibles on sale - or at least, he thinks they are edibles. He recognized a few dried fruits or bread he's seen before when the rare Egyptian merchant arrived on the shores of Greece with enough victuals left to sell that hadn't went bad from the voyage, but otherwise, Kreios was largely left guessing as to what was available.
Curious if he could find the plants, as well as figuring out who he should look for to be pointed to the likely person who would be able to grant him information on how apricot kernels could have its essence separated out to form a toxic liquid. It was a highly fascinating piece of information to Kreios, and on that same topic, he couldn't help but wonder if he'd be able to get the mechanism of how it functioned, and he wondered what else could be toxic once separated from its source. Afterall, apricots were harmless by themselves, and the fruit trees would grow from its kernels.
His eyes fell on the stall selling peaches as he mused over apricots and their fruit.... and then his face turned to one of abject horror when he suddenly saw the waving figure of the young girl. Did she have a twin? Did she have siblings who looked exactly like her?
Despite himself, Kreios threw a horrified and slightly perplexed look over his shoulders, saw the dense crowd, and then turned back to Kesi with a frown on his face, that slowly turned to a dark scowl. How is it so hard to lose a child?
With an irritated sound from his throat, the man more or less swiped the fruit from the child, rolling his eyes before taking a bite of the fruit. Sweet, a little tart, not as juicy as the ones he could find in Greece, but it'll do. Wiping the juice remnants from his mouth with the back of his chiton covered arm, he finally tilted the fruit in her direction. "Why are you so obsessed with poisons anyway? You have years ahead of you. Go and play... or something." Obviously, he wasn't well versed with children.
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He was hopeful. Really hopeful. How hard could it be to lose an imp in a busy market crowd right? And she was a slip of a girl. She wouldn't be able to spot him amongst all the taller, far larger people then she is! So with that thought in mind, Kreios moved nimbly amongst the moving mass of people in the markets, careful to always be on the move. He avoided looking over his shoulder, very clear of the fact that the more he did that, the more he would slow himself down. Instead, he just focused on putting one feet in front of the other.
After a short amount of time had passed that he felt comfortable enough when the voice of the child no longer harassed the peripheral of his auditory and visual senses, did the merchant finally slowed down, and allowed himself to finally drink in the difference in the market he was now in on the shores of Egypt, as compared to the markets he was used to back in the Grecian kingdoms.
With hands grasping his coin pouch tied to his chiton, he peered curiously at the wares on sale, particularly drawn by the different type of edibles on sale - or at least, he thinks they are edibles. He recognized a few dried fruits or bread he's seen before when the rare Egyptian merchant arrived on the shores of Greece with enough victuals left to sell that hadn't went bad from the voyage, but otherwise, Kreios was largely left guessing as to what was available.
Curious if he could find the plants, as well as figuring out who he should look for to be pointed to the likely person who would be able to grant him information on how apricot kernels could have its essence separated out to form a toxic liquid. It was a highly fascinating piece of information to Kreios, and on that same topic, he couldn't help but wonder if he'd be able to get the mechanism of how it functioned, and he wondered what else could be toxic once separated from its source. Afterall, apricots were harmless by themselves, and the fruit trees would grow from its kernels.
His eyes fell on the stall selling peaches as he mused over apricots and their fruit.... and then his face turned to one of abject horror when he suddenly saw the waving figure of the young girl. Did she have a twin? Did she have siblings who looked exactly like her?
Despite himself, Kreios threw a horrified and slightly perplexed look over his shoulders, saw the dense crowd, and then turned back to Kesi with a frown on his face, that slowly turned to a dark scowl. How is it so hard to lose a child?
With an irritated sound from his throat, the man more or less swiped the fruit from the child, rolling his eyes before taking a bite of the fruit. Sweet, a little tart, not as juicy as the ones he could find in Greece, but it'll do. Wiping the juice remnants from his mouth with the back of his chiton covered arm, he finally tilted the fruit in her direction. "Why are you so obsessed with poisons anyway? You have years ahead of you. Go and play... or something." Obviously, he wasn't well versed with children.
He was hopeful. Really hopeful. How hard could it be to lose an imp in a busy market crowd right? And she was a slip of a girl. She wouldn't be able to spot him amongst all the taller, far larger people then she is! So with that thought in mind, Kreios moved nimbly amongst the moving mass of people in the markets, careful to always be on the move. He avoided looking over his shoulder, very clear of the fact that the more he did that, the more he would slow himself down. Instead, he just focused on putting one feet in front of the other.
After a short amount of time had passed that he felt comfortable enough when the voice of the child no longer harassed the peripheral of his auditory and visual senses, did the merchant finally slowed down, and allowed himself to finally drink in the difference in the market he was now in on the shores of Egypt, as compared to the markets he was used to back in the Grecian kingdoms.
With hands grasping his coin pouch tied to his chiton, he peered curiously at the wares on sale, particularly drawn by the different type of edibles on sale - or at least, he thinks they are edibles. He recognized a few dried fruits or bread he's seen before when the rare Egyptian merchant arrived on the shores of Greece with enough victuals left to sell that hadn't went bad from the voyage, but otherwise, Kreios was largely left guessing as to what was available.
Curious if he could find the plants, as well as figuring out who he should look for to be pointed to the likely person who would be able to grant him information on how apricot kernels could have its essence separated out to form a toxic liquid. It was a highly fascinating piece of information to Kreios, and on that same topic, he couldn't help but wonder if he'd be able to get the mechanism of how it functioned, and he wondered what else could be toxic once separated from its source. Afterall, apricots were harmless by themselves, and the fruit trees would grow from its kernels.
His eyes fell on the stall selling peaches as he mused over apricots and their fruit.... and then his face turned to one of abject horror when he suddenly saw the waving figure of the young girl. Did she have a twin? Did she have siblings who looked exactly like her?
Despite himself, Kreios threw a horrified and slightly perplexed look over his shoulders, saw the dense crowd, and then turned back to Kesi with a frown on his face, that slowly turned to a dark scowl. How is it so hard to lose a child?
With an irritated sound from his throat, the man more or less swiped the fruit from the child, rolling his eyes before taking a bite of the fruit. Sweet, a little tart, not as juicy as the ones he could find in Greece, but it'll do. Wiping the juice remnants from his mouth with the back of his chiton covered arm, he finally tilted the fruit in her direction. "Why are you so obsessed with poisons anyway? You have years ahead of you. Go and play... or something." Obviously, he wasn't well versed with children.
He wasn’t running. A sense of relief washed over the child. The chase had quickly become boring to Kesi. It wasn’t even that hard! He could have at least made it more interesting. Why play the game if his defeat was inevitable? It must be horribly frustrating on his end.
“That’s a complicated question, mister. Hm,” Kesi pondered it, eyebrows furrowing together. “Oh okay. So before my brother left for the circus, he used to do pretend performances with me, yeah? And I would clap and cheer and it’d be lots of fun. So one day I thought I should go find flowers at the market to throw at him, and I left to go find them. I didn’t tell my mom or my brother, I just went. But it became nighttime, and I didn’t know Alexandria that good back then. I walked all around the city, hiding from anyone who might be walking around. I didn’t know my way back home. But then, eventually, the sun came up again. And I was able to see. I followed the sun, and there it was! The market! Opening up for the morning. So I bought the flowers and managed to get home. My brother and mom were really mad, but the light guided me, you know?”
Was that a good explanation? The small child wrinkled her nose and went back to rocking back and forth. “My brother left to go to the circus. He’s my only friend. And so I’m kinda like how I was back then. I’m just wandering not sure where to go. But then I heard about you, and it felt like it was the sun coming up. And when I found you, it felt like finding that flower stall. Do you understand, mister? It’s not me just playing pretend. It’s not me playing at all. I don’t play anymore anyway, not since Nem left.”
Maybe gushy feelings wasn’t a good explanation for him. What if he didn’t understand? Adults always had their life together right? They wouldn’t know how a child feels. They forget all that when they become adults.
“Plus apprenticeships start at like 12 don’t they? That’s only 2 years away. I could start early. It’s never too early to learn right? And I could be a real help if you let me be.” Kesi took a bite of the peach. She chewed while she considered her next words. “My dad runs a circus. People like to sell their wares in the circus and they get to meet people all over Egypt. Maybe I can help you find new people. I know lots and lots of people here. I lived here my whole life. I also know the people to stay away from. Adults like to gossip in front of kids, they think they’re too dumb to listen. But not me, I’m really smart.” Kesi had to be so that she could keep up with her brother and make him proud.
“Why did you get into poisons, mister?” Kesi asked, flipping the question to the Greek.
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He wasn’t running. A sense of relief washed over the child. The chase had quickly become boring to Kesi. It wasn’t even that hard! He could have at least made it more interesting. Why play the game if his defeat was inevitable? It must be horribly frustrating on his end.
“That’s a complicated question, mister. Hm,” Kesi pondered it, eyebrows furrowing together. “Oh okay. So before my brother left for the circus, he used to do pretend performances with me, yeah? And I would clap and cheer and it’d be lots of fun. So one day I thought I should go find flowers at the market to throw at him, and I left to go find them. I didn’t tell my mom or my brother, I just went. But it became nighttime, and I didn’t know Alexandria that good back then. I walked all around the city, hiding from anyone who might be walking around. I didn’t know my way back home. But then, eventually, the sun came up again. And I was able to see. I followed the sun, and there it was! The market! Opening up for the morning. So I bought the flowers and managed to get home. My brother and mom were really mad, but the light guided me, you know?”
Was that a good explanation? The small child wrinkled her nose and went back to rocking back and forth. “My brother left to go to the circus. He’s my only friend. And so I’m kinda like how I was back then. I’m just wandering not sure where to go. But then I heard about you, and it felt like it was the sun coming up. And when I found you, it felt like finding that flower stall. Do you understand, mister? It’s not me just playing pretend. It’s not me playing at all. I don’t play anymore anyway, not since Nem left.”
Maybe gushy feelings wasn’t a good explanation for him. What if he didn’t understand? Adults always had their life together right? They wouldn’t know how a child feels. They forget all that when they become adults.
“Plus apprenticeships start at like 12 don’t they? That’s only 2 years away. I could start early. It’s never too early to learn right? And I could be a real help if you let me be.” Kesi took a bite of the peach. She chewed while she considered her next words. “My dad runs a circus. People like to sell their wares in the circus and they get to meet people all over Egypt. Maybe I can help you find new people. I know lots and lots of people here. I lived here my whole life. I also know the people to stay away from. Adults like to gossip in front of kids, they think they’re too dumb to listen. But not me, I’m really smart.” Kesi had to be so that she could keep up with her brother and make him proud.
“Why did you get into poisons, mister?” Kesi asked, flipping the question to the Greek.
He wasn’t running. A sense of relief washed over the child. The chase had quickly become boring to Kesi. It wasn’t even that hard! He could have at least made it more interesting. Why play the game if his defeat was inevitable? It must be horribly frustrating on his end.
“That’s a complicated question, mister. Hm,” Kesi pondered it, eyebrows furrowing together. “Oh okay. So before my brother left for the circus, he used to do pretend performances with me, yeah? And I would clap and cheer and it’d be lots of fun. So one day I thought I should go find flowers at the market to throw at him, and I left to go find them. I didn’t tell my mom or my brother, I just went. But it became nighttime, and I didn’t know Alexandria that good back then. I walked all around the city, hiding from anyone who might be walking around. I didn’t know my way back home. But then, eventually, the sun came up again. And I was able to see. I followed the sun, and there it was! The market! Opening up for the morning. So I bought the flowers and managed to get home. My brother and mom were really mad, but the light guided me, you know?”
Was that a good explanation? The small child wrinkled her nose and went back to rocking back and forth. “My brother left to go to the circus. He’s my only friend. And so I’m kinda like how I was back then. I’m just wandering not sure where to go. But then I heard about you, and it felt like it was the sun coming up. And when I found you, it felt like finding that flower stall. Do you understand, mister? It’s not me just playing pretend. It’s not me playing at all. I don’t play anymore anyway, not since Nem left.”
Maybe gushy feelings wasn’t a good explanation for him. What if he didn’t understand? Adults always had their life together right? They wouldn’t know how a child feels. They forget all that when they become adults.
“Plus apprenticeships start at like 12 don’t they? That’s only 2 years away. I could start early. It’s never too early to learn right? And I could be a real help if you let me be.” Kesi took a bite of the peach. She chewed while she considered her next words. “My dad runs a circus. People like to sell their wares in the circus and they get to meet people all over Egypt. Maybe I can help you find new people. I know lots and lots of people here. I lived here my whole life. I also know the people to stay away from. Adults like to gossip in front of kids, they think they’re too dumb to listen. But not me, I’m really smart.” Kesi had to be so that she could keep up with her brother and make him proud.
“Why did you get into poisons, mister?” Kesi asked, flipping the question to the Greek.
Kreios was determined most of the time, but neither was he dumb. Had this occured in any of the three Grecian kingdoms, he may have stood a chance in outrunning the precocious and strangely determined child, but this was Alexandria, a place he was new to and had not gotten the chance to even speak to someone from here, much less get the lay of the land. Had he chosen to continue his fleeing process from the young girl, he would've more then likely gotten lost instead, and how would he appear to his crew?
No, he would swallow his irritation - at least this time.
Raising a brow at her answer to his probing question, he was expecting at least some legible answer, but all her nonsense about the sun and her family made him roll his eyes yet again. Did she even know what she was up against? The kind of poisons he dealt with could fall her with half the dose it'd take to fell grown men. She could claim it isn't her playing pretend, but at her age, he doubted she could tell the difference.
"Two years is a long time at your age." he murmured with a raised brow of doubt at her. Even if she offered, he wasn't even sure what she could do. Kreios was a person who worked alone. Everyone he hired was to man and sail the ship, and none of them were permitted within his workshop on the ship, much less in his workshop at home.
Finding new people though....
A contemplative look entered his dark eyes as he peered over her short stature to the many people wandering the marketplace. While his coptic was passable, it was still clunky at best, and he would likely be shunned as a foreigner. Maybe...
Her question made him turn his focus back on her again, and the man paused as he considered her for a moment, before answering slowly. "It is all I've known, since I had been younger then even you were." It was as much as he would say on the topic, but it wasn't far from the truth. Afterall, his parents had been in the same trade as he was, so it wouldn't be surprising. He was just far more enterprising then they had been.
With another look at the busy marketplace, he finally raised a challenging look to the young girl. "Find me three new customers by evening. You succeed, and I'll consider what you've told me. But only for as long as I'm here." With that as an ending statement, he pushed away from the stall he leaned against, and headed back to his ship. It wouldn't be hard for the young girl to find the black Azazel docked in the harbor of Alexandria.
But somehow he doubted she would fail.
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Kreios was determined most of the time, but neither was he dumb. Had this occured in any of the three Grecian kingdoms, he may have stood a chance in outrunning the precocious and strangely determined child, but this was Alexandria, a place he was new to and had not gotten the chance to even speak to someone from here, much less get the lay of the land. Had he chosen to continue his fleeing process from the young girl, he would've more then likely gotten lost instead, and how would he appear to his crew?
No, he would swallow his irritation - at least this time.
Raising a brow at her answer to his probing question, he was expecting at least some legible answer, but all her nonsense about the sun and her family made him roll his eyes yet again. Did she even know what she was up against? The kind of poisons he dealt with could fall her with half the dose it'd take to fell grown men. She could claim it isn't her playing pretend, but at her age, he doubted she could tell the difference.
"Two years is a long time at your age." he murmured with a raised brow of doubt at her. Even if she offered, he wasn't even sure what she could do. Kreios was a person who worked alone. Everyone he hired was to man and sail the ship, and none of them were permitted within his workshop on the ship, much less in his workshop at home.
Finding new people though....
A contemplative look entered his dark eyes as he peered over her short stature to the many people wandering the marketplace. While his coptic was passable, it was still clunky at best, and he would likely be shunned as a foreigner. Maybe...
Her question made him turn his focus back on her again, and the man paused as he considered her for a moment, before answering slowly. "It is all I've known, since I had been younger then even you were." It was as much as he would say on the topic, but it wasn't far from the truth. Afterall, his parents had been in the same trade as he was, so it wouldn't be surprising. He was just far more enterprising then they had been.
With another look at the busy marketplace, he finally raised a challenging look to the young girl. "Find me three new customers by evening. You succeed, and I'll consider what you've told me. But only for as long as I'm here." With that as an ending statement, he pushed away from the stall he leaned against, and headed back to his ship. It wouldn't be hard for the young girl to find the black Azazel docked in the harbor of Alexandria.
But somehow he doubted she would fail.
Kreios was determined most of the time, but neither was he dumb. Had this occured in any of the three Grecian kingdoms, he may have stood a chance in outrunning the precocious and strangely determined child, but this was Alexandria, a place he was new to and had not gotten the chance to even speak to someone from here, much less get the lay of the land. Had he chosen to continue his fleeing process from the young girl, he would've more then likely gotten lost instead, and how would he appear to his crew?
No, he would swallow his irritation - at least this time.
Raising a brow at her answer to his probing question, he was expecting at least some legible answer, but all her nonsense about the sun and her family made him roll his eyes yet again. Did she even know what she was up against? The kind of poisons he dealt with could fall her with half the dose it'd take to fell grown men. She could claim it isn't her playing pretend, but at her age, he doubted she could tell the difference.
"Two years is a long time at your age." he murmured with a raised brow of doubt at her. Even if she offered, he wasn't even sure what she could do. Kreios was a person who worked alone. Everyone he hired was to man and sail the ship, and none of them were permitted within his workshop on the ship, much less in his workshop at home.
Finding new people though....
A contemplative look entered his dark eyes as he peered over her short stature to the many people wandering the marketplace. While his coptic was passable, it was still clunky at best, and he would likely be shunned as a foreigner. Maybe...
Her question made him turn his focus back on her again, and the man paused as he considered her for a moment, before answering slowly. "It is all I've known, since I had been younger then even you were." It was as much as he would say on the topic, but it wasn't far from the truth. Afterall, his parents had been in the same trade as he was, so it wouldn't be surprising. He was just far more enterprising then they had been.
With another look at the busy marketplace, he finally raised a challenging look to the young girl. "Find me three new customers by evening. You succeed, and I'll consider what you've told me. But only for as long as I'm here." With that as an ending statement, he pushed away from the stall he leaned against, and headed back to his ship. It wouldn't be hard for the young girl to find the black Azazel docked in the harbor of Alexandria.