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Interaction: Myra [@13org][/center][hr]

Astra watched Myra look from slab to slab of the meat being cooked by the orcs. They all appeared happy to feast on and sell what they had roasted. Astra bet this was the safest place anyone could be in an orc settlement. Bellies and coin purses were full here. She trailed behind Myra, figuring she’d just buy something similar to the demoness or they’d  just share. That bubble of thought was swiftly burst as Myra pointed at a large piece of meat. If Astra didn’t know any better she might have guessed Myra simply desired a few slices, but she had witnessed how much the girl ate at the Yenworth Tavern. 

Two orcs worked the stall. One was bald, without facial hair and two deep scars on his face. One went diagonal across his forehead and the other went down the left side of his face. He appeared to be waiting on customers to buy while the other prepared the meat. The other orc had mess of black hair that made it down to about his chin with no visible scars. 

The orc male running the stall looked upon Myra and Astra with a raised brow before he used his elbow to nudge the other. 

[color=olive]“Hm?”[/color] The nudged orc turned his attention from the meat he was salting on the side to the two women approaching.

[color=seagreen]“[I]Customers[/I].”[/color] He almost chuckled, but instead wore a wide grin as he wondered what the small things were doing approaching he and his brother's meat stall. 

[color=plum]“Hi there!”[/color] Astra put on her biggest friendliest smile. [Color=plum]“We would like to buy [I]that[/I]. Yeah that piece.”[/color] Astra pointed at the same piece of meat Myra desired.

[Color=seagreen]“This? I'm not one to question a purchase, but you should know that we do not prepare the meat for traveling. That's something you have to do yourself.”[/color] 

[Color=plum]“Oh that's not a problem. We want it as is…. Oh and if you give us a discount, we'll make it worth your while.”[/color] Astra winked and smirked, making the orc raise a brow once more before letting loose a chuckle.

[Color=seagreen]“You both might be way too tiny for my brother and I. We would break-”[/color]

[Color=plum]“Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Stop! Just… I sincerely apologize that I made you think we were bargaining… [I]that[/I].”[/color] Astra noticed she was making a contemptuous face and sprung into damage control. [Color=plum]“I mean, I've done some things with some orcs. Usually the runtish ones y'know. And they were good times for the most part I will admit, BUT what I'm bargaining for is free advertising.”[/color] The bald orc took a moment to think, his brother's attention was drawn.

[Color=olive]“No. No deal. You want us to give you a discount and take your word that you will advertise our stall to others? And if it doesn't work, what do we even gain?”[/color] The other brother finally butt in, but his words didn't deter Astra.

[Color=plum]“We'll just advertise right here then. You give up that piece of meat, we eat and advertise. And then we negotiate payment. We're much too tiny to run off with how large that piece is, so we [I]have[/I] to eat it here. And if our advertising doesn't work, we'll pay the full price. If it does… we negotiate. Deal?”[/color]

[Color=olive]“Hmmm.”[/color]
[Color=seagreen]“Deal! There's no risk, brother and she might be able to convince some of her kind if she's good at this.”[/color] The mop-haired brother shrugged, which just meant he was okay with the deal too. Astra nodded her head smugly and finally looked at Myra while the requested piece of meat was grabbed to be served at the stall.

[Color=plum]“Hey Myra, can I get just one bite? The first bite to be exact. You help me with this and I'll consider having you never wear clothes again.”[/color] Knowing what Myra loved and hated was all Astra needed to have things play her way.