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Week Eleven - Saturday
Who: Peri and Shepherd
What: Peri almost dies and then finds herself with a tenant
When: Saturday
Where: The Marketplace
Rating: R... for sexual content

It had been a very long week, she had risen everyday at 7am and had gone to sleep well past midnight. The mission of the week had almost been accomplished though and that was what really mattered. The wares she had produced all winter were almost gone and they had been replaced with food and a few other thing she an her tribe had needed. To be honest, Peri had actually sold faster than she had anticipated and for a better price. She always left those who wished to trade with her determine the price they wanted to pay and then she bartered until she thought it fair. This year the price they had given was high and she had rarely had to barter for a higher bid. It had been wonderful in fact. Apparently a lot of the dishes had been broken or had just become too brittle over the winter months.

Her evenings had been spent rejoicing with her tribe, who had also seemed to have the same fortune. It had been apparent to her than that the stores that the other tribes had made for the winter had been more plentiful than any had let on. It was likely why they had been able to receive help from the Wolves when their store had been diminished, and it was definitely why their own store of preserved food was now almost full. She figured she had one dya of the marketplace before she could rest. It wasn't as if Peri had to sell everything she had made, but when she set a goal for herself, even if she did better than she thought she would she always pushed through and finished it.

Walking out of her house onto the deck she disengaged her boat from the rest of the Runners. Generally they pooled together at night not only for their own convenience put for safety's sake as well. Together they were a tribe you did not mess with, even separately they were strong, but during sleep anyone was weak. Pushing down with her pole she pushed away from the fleet and then replaced the pole into its appointed slot. The kiln was used to warm her boat because even with it on the deck in made her house warm. Placing a few new logs in it, the small flames from the large embers left from the night began to lick at their new home.

Soon enough she had arrived at the marketplace and docked in her usual spot. It was a slow morning to start with but as mid day came the market filling and the noise level was immense. It didn't take Peri long to start trading leaning off the side of her boat with a twinkle in her eye always help and it never seemed to matter with whom she was trying to converse she had a way about her that seemed to reel them in.

There seemed to be a few new faces in the crowd that day and when one of them boarded her ship, she thought nothing of it. Peri was never one to keep anything of too much value to her out in the open and she always had a knife somewhere near. In all likeliness she had become too self assured. She had begun trading with him for some bowls she had; thick earthenware that was expensive because it was very durable. When she turned to grab a bowl, unlocking the earthenware section of her storage unit, she let her guard down and it that second all she felt was a sharp pain than nothing. The sound of him hitting her with a rock the he had been hiding was almost unheard over the noise of the crowd. As quickly as it had happened though Peri was falling off the side of her craft having been knocked unconscious. It didn't take long for the thief to grab most of the earthenware and run off into the crowd without most knowing what had happened, or really caring.