Trixie's lucky day? (Aka +1 unicorn XD)

[nostagesplz]

That right there sure would be a unicorn with a bright azure blue coat and cornflower blue mane, trotting right out of nowhere into the forum. The thing that she's pulling, looks like a combination of a cart, storefront and small house behind her... It's not a huge wagon by any means, but one gets the feeling that there is more to it than a first glance would have you believe...

Trixie decreased her speed from a canter, to a trot, and finally a full stop as she looked around the area with a puzzled, but also surprised, look on her face. "Hmmm... Well, this is new..." It didn't take her long to spot what she thought had to be the ugliest sign she'd ever seen, and shortly there after, the 'Welcome to the Nexus' brochure. "Nexus?"

Floating the pamphlet over using magic, she started to read it, and looked quite intrigued by the information. "Interesting... I wonder..."

Clearing her throat, she looked around and asked "Could anyone please tell me what the local currency here is?" She paused and considered things a moment. "Also, do I need a permit to sell items here?"

Well, why not? It's not like she had any urgent business anywhere, any chance to for her to gain knowledge, new items and perhaps sell some of her wares, it would be stupidity of the highest order to let an opportunity like this pass her by.

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[brave_heart_verity]

((Before I tag in: Ver's got a truth-sensing curse stuck in her that she can't turn off. She knows when people are lying and she can see through illusions; she doesn't know what the truth is or have psychic powers. More details here. If you'd rather not deal, that's cool, I know she's not for everyone.))

[apeddlerofvarnishedtruths]

Another merchant? Intriguing. Ravari wanders over, trying not to look too curious about this new person. A pony who does her own business. Will the wonders of the Multiverse never cease?

"The currency is varied and depends on the people involved in the transaction, friend. Barter is often more accepted, but small baubles, gems and coins of good metal, are often accepted as well."

[u_can_have_it_4_a_song]

"The local currency," purrs a thin man in a fine suit, leaning lightly on a silver-headed ebony cane, "is whatever you can persuade someone holds value." Strolling closer, he adds, "no permits are needed, thankfully--trade at your leisure."

((Schön appears human to mortal senses, but there's a bit more going on there, to those with an awareness of magic. I'm not sure how aware of ambient magic Trixie is.))

[twelve_not_fourteen]

This guy? He's been from one side of the galaxy to the other and he's seen a lot of strange things, but he's never seen anything like Trixie before. Burning skies, she's a bright, cheerful looking ... thing.

Han himself is not been a nexus resident long, but he knows enough to know how some of this goes. Beings appear. The friendliest types tend to aid people along. He's often late to these kinds of parties and presumes that this majestic creature may have already had her questions answered. No need to be the tenth person to try to talk to her about the shiftable nature of currency around here.

So, instead he asks, "what are you selling, ... miss?" Does he have that right? Captain Solo doesn't always like to be in the position of buyer, but it's a position he's been getting more used to of late. Maybe her cart has parts of Corellian make in there. Who knows.

[kitty_of_light]

There be a Miqo'te eyeing the cart - and its owner - with interest.

C'taqa approaches, careful to keep his demeanor cheerful and non-threatening, his ears perked high and his tail waving gently. "As far as I can tell, it's a sort of barter system...though I'm sure money can be involved. I'm just not certain how."

It's worth noting he's got plenty of foodstuffs to trade if any of Trixie's items should catch his interest. She can likely smell them from within the satchel he carries.

"I don't think you need any sort of permission." Curious peek, yes. "May I see what you have to offer?"