02-11-2020, 07:59 PM
It was a swamp. Out of all the places, the cold mountains and the desert that made him want to die, it had to be a swamp. A mucky, sticky, gross swamp. It stuck to his fur, the carts wheels, Goatus. It clung to him even more each time that he tried to get it off. A swamp. Oh, the gods hated him. He could deal with the snow, it made him damp but whatever, he managed the dehydration and mild sun stroke from the desert, but he could not deal with this. Goatus had a harder time pulling the cart and walking, Reed had a harder time keeping the cart from sticking in the muck. It wasn't worth it, it wasn't worth it, oh my gods it was not worth it.
Everyone deserved goods, everyone deserved services, everyone deserved goods, everyone deserved services. Reed didn't deserve to get mucky. What even was this stuff, it wasn't like most swamps that he'd been forced to go through or walk around. It gave him bad vibes, really threw off his good energy. Whatever, he could deal with it for now. Probably. They kept going, and going, and going. They reached the border, oh thank gods. Thank everything that was merciful and pleasing to the body, spirit, and being. Not even Goatus liked this, and Goatus never complained.
With an apology to his beloved companion, Reed would climb up and onto her back, using it as a launch pad to vault onto the cart. He'd unstrap the cover, but he had to actually walk the side of the cart and hook it. They'd broken the cover rig and rope in the Pitt and now he had to actually tie it himself. Gross. The frustrated red panda wouldn't uncover the items in the cart for fear of getting them dirty but the cover off revealed that there was indeed items to barter and trade in there. He'd run into a lot of suspicion before he figured out that he should probably undo the cover if standing at an unknown border, as an unknown. Was anybody here? Was someone going to hurry up and relieve him and Goatus of the muck and grossness? Probably not.
True to his thought, it took a while for someone to arrive but they finally did and he could do his spiel. "Hello, hello." He wasn't as enthused as usual but he still made an effort. "I'm Reed and this is my amazing companion, Goatus. We are travelling merchant's and here to see if anyone is interested in bartering for some items or exchange of services?" Lets hope they were received well here. "We offer not just goods, but the chance to deliver messages, packages, and be contracted to find items, creatures or whatever you want!" hurry up, hurry up, hurry up.
(done on mobile. no need to match length. the cart has no solid inventory, legit anything atm)