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[dragonfall]

I have a box of hair.

If you desire such a thing, it's free. You only need pick it up.

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[dragonfall]

Yes.

Apparently there is a market for such a thing.

[ For knitting, perhaps. Perhaps all these people replying to him knit. ]

I will have more soon, if you've need of it.

[nosuchthingasnosuchthing]

A market?

[Now Greed has ideas.]

[Chroma is so easy for him to get that he doesn’t really need Demichroma for anything buuut... some Demichroma would be nice to have, and if people will buy Estinien’s hair, he can sell it for Demichroma.]

[That is, if Estinien will give it to him, seeing as Greed actually doesn’t need it.]

[And that he is planning to sell it on the black market.]

And that’s good.

And I definitely want some!

[dragonfall]

[ Estinien just writes down the username on an ol' fashioned pen and paper for later. At least now he will not be overwhelmed with reams of hair.

He can only assume Greed sells knitted scarves and the like. He makes a note to look into such a hobby for himself. ]

I will contact you when I have another batch.

It will doubtless be around every Sanguis cycle.

[nosuchthingasnosuchthing]

[Greed is thrilled to hear that. And he’s also glad that he managed to make something good out of his impulsive, Sanguis-fueled decision to assert his identity through asking for hair he initially didn’t want at all.]

Excellent!

[Now he just has to find some people to sell the hair to.]

[dragonfall]

[ You live your best life, Greed. ]

Your name?

[ So he knows whom to ask for, if he cannot contact him by direct message, a likely event given he only half an hour ago learned how to take pictures with this thing. ]

[nosuchthingasnosuchthing]

[Living his best life is what Greed does best.]

Greed the Avaricious.

[dragonfall]

.........

[ Coming from a universe with the likes of 'Ser Zephirin de Valhourdin the Just, Estinien can't really judge a man for his name.

...

But oh, he does. ]

I am Estinien.

[nosuchthingasnosuchthing]

[Hey, it’s not Greed’s fault he has that name. It’s Father’s.]

[And sure, he actually likes that name but still... you can’t blame him for it. Only for keeping it.]

It’s nice to meet you, Estinien.