The Tent City

While creature comforts may be a bit strained, the Tent City nonetheless makes provision for just about everything imaginable. Marius and I travel with the same small handful of wealthy Cosian Merchants every year at the En'Var Faire. This year is no exception, for he enjoys surrounding himself with nobility and wealth, and in turn they do seem enamored of his fame and notoriety. Like compatible bed fellows, they go hand in hand.


It was part way along the intitial onset of our trip across Thassa, that we stayed the night at one of Port Kar's more oppulent Inns. Marius spent the night in the banquet hall of the Admiral's Inn discussing business and windfall profits with his close friends, while I spent the night in a rented suite there with their companions, the plaything of the spoiled and filthy rich.

Yet here at the faire we have scarcely crossed paths with those handful of wealthy Merchants, and probably will not until it is time to leave again and head back home. There is too much to see and do. And as for Marius, not enough time in the day to increase his wholesale wine profits.