eastbound | voice: old dog turning new tricks | set after everyone's things have been secreted back to them

( this, sadly, starts with a moan. a very protracted one, where someone starts to speak when the moan seems done, and then: nope. onward it goes. there's an audible sigh, tapping of something against wood, and when the interference finally ends, Wei Wuxian speaks. )

Aside from a few voices advertising one means of obtaining coin, here's my question for the rest of us on this voice communication: who has anything they're willing to part with or make to sell at auction? For exaggerated stories about their origins, of course. I have somewhere lined up to store things leading up to, and there are people to try and talk with if we want to get anything into an exclusive auction. If we can invent a convincing enough background for something to make it.

( he pauses for long enough it seems like he might just have ended his talking there, before waiting for anyone to speak back. instead, he eventually adds: )

Is there, ah. Hmm. Anyone willing to help with posing for a few paintings? I'm a decent enough artist, but I've never been great at drawing from imagination, which is that or memory, really old memory, not going to cut it for what I'm thinking!

( what he's thinking: sex sells. can a guy get some clothed models for unclothed artwork, thanks? also he's not painting Lan Zhan for this, he would rather walk out into a blizzard filled with undead, thanks. )

( ooc: this is all optional for responses, but here's an ooc thread for anyone wanting to submit something for auction! i'm collecting a possible donation list (things characters can make count as donations!) so i can get it submitted for an idea of what might get bankrolled out of playing the auctions in the end! )

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If you haven't directly said it, have you lied, or kept selectively silent?

I'm not asking you to lie, Lan Zhan! I wouldn't.

You ask to condone.

No, Lan Zhan, you're free to not condone anything I do, at any time. Hey, hey, you can lecture me on it later, ah?

For now, finding the ways we can get enough to leave here without it being all the kind of attention we don't need, for all these people in our same situation, and to protect the ones who've been protecting us, I think it's worth it. Deception that only harms a wallet, not a life.

There is silver.

Enough?

As much as my head could carry.

... Lan Zhan...

Ah.

Something can silence you.

Several things, when memory serves.

The guan alone.

( Paws off that headband silver. )

( He's not asking you to unman yourself, Lan Zhan! He's................ also having a harder time just saying okay because hey wait what that's )

I can do the same as what I was telling another, ask the merchants to see if it's better now or waiting.

( Ending there, since "waiting for later" if it's what they're going to need along the way. He's more attached to Lan Zhan's things than his own, imagine that. )

What would I know of it?

( A man who's never earned his silver, asked to assess the better price. )

Have your way.

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( He's not the one with the best head for it either, though he does know more. )

Then I'll do that, for both.

Wei Ying. We are not our earthly burdens.

It's not just that. Having things on hand for ready trade later can be a benefit, and metal... breaks down, melts down. Can be made into pieces. So can coins, but I don't know if the ones around here are pure or not.

Do not go hungry again.

Not out of neglect, I promise.

( But he will, out of necessity. They've young men and women here. Barely out of childhood, really. He will sacrifice first before they do...

... as he does. )