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username: yiling patriarch

( Rise and shine, to coarse, near-dawn rasps from a gently borrowed quartz piece. Overheard in the background: meowling winds from the settling snow storms, the yawning bustle of early-morning trade, and the sharp gasps of a crowd. )

Bring salt, wine, water and joss sticks to the marketplace. ( Murmured: ) They've sullied their dead.

( A pause, stretching its legs, until a child cries over the 'armless men there.' )

We cannot be as animals, to leave them in indignity.

( ooc: ...response usernames will vary, depending on whether he's still at the marketplace or back at the House of Dew and hoarding Wei Wuxian's device, since he's too himself to get his own. )

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[jeoha]

[ There is a very long pause as he categorizes 'traditional' sources of wealth in an economy, discards the one that require long periods of time (agriculture), decides not to ask Wangji if he is whoring himself out for money, and instead says: ]

Trade? Your friend's plan - selling our goods. You have something to sell?

[ The only thing he came with that was worth anything was his sword - fuck you, no - and maybe his hairpiece, but what else would he do his hair up with?? ]

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( Not his dignity, his sword skill, his mastery of talismans. Not knowledge of war or his clan. Instead: )

Him.

[jeoha]

[ At first, it is very easy to take this the wrong way. (Slavery? Sex trade?) But given what little he knows about the two of them, he's fairly sure that's isn't what's happening. Instead: ]

Ah, he is the master of finances on your mountain, then. [ Okay he might be teasing a little. ]

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( His... mountain. Ah, but how many li has Wei Ying's mouth run, since Wangji last paid him mind? Careful, before public scrutiny. Always careful, and not so giving with secrets not Wei Ying's own.

He should know better. Lan Wangji should begrudge both, more than a gentle pause betrays: )


He mastered his own lands.

[jeoha]

[ There's a pause as Lee Chang tries to stifle a small smile that had raised to his lips. The mountain masters were what he knew from home, the closest thing to cultivators, and he had been teasing Wei Ying with it already. It seemed Wangji was also fun to tease - literal and stoic. Ah, but if only he could threaten to annihilate people's families, still.

The thought made his blood turn cold as he realised, in Mu-Yeong's case, he very nearly had. He cleared his throat. ]

I meant that he is more adept to be the merchant between the two of you. Though that is impressive to hear, as well.

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He impresses easily.

[jeoha]

I am finding that is true for many of you.

I will be there shortly.