theladyofwinterfell: (never fallen)
Sansa Stark ([personal profile] theladyofwinterfell) wrote in [community profile] agentlelog2019-05-10 08:48 pm

002 A Dream of Spring

Who: Sansa Stark
When: throughout May
Where: Queen's Residence, around Draega + slums
What: Palate Cleanser & Street Rats for Influence, open prompt to commission sewing/clothing.
Warnings: TBD

( starters in comments )
mollymocked: (⚔ it'll take you to the other side)

[personal profile] mollymocked 2019-05-28 06:09 pm (UTC)(link)
It's complicated, money. I figure the only way to truly be content with it is keep enough to live on and throw the rest at people who need it. People who hoard gold can't be trusted. What're you doing with all of that? It's just sitting there. Psht.

[He scoffs lightly.] The worst part of being stuck in one place and having that kind of a mentality? Everyone remembers you're a good tipper and feels cheated if they find you on a light day.
mollymocked: (⚔ what if we rewrite the stars)

[personal profile] mollymocked 2019-05-29 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[That is roughly the image he intends. Children, performers, bartenders, shopkeepers... Gold for everyone.

He gives a low whistle, just thinking of the moment Bryce handed them all that money in Alfield.]


Not with the circus, but after that went south and I started doing mercenary work? Ohhh yes. I'd never seen that much money cross my path in one outing. I hadn't even considered that a person could make that much money just killing things that need killing.