A third of the world is covered by the howling maelstrom that was born a century ago. It is not ordinarily a place you'd find people surviving, but sometimes things appear in it. Strange things - otherworldly things - brought into the mist of a howling storm of cloudy dust and wind that blows in whichever direction it wants.
Pelape has no idea that Eefa particularly enjoyed her amateur renditions of Anitami music. Alas.
The next day Pelape is welcome to shadow Laithan on his rounds at the market if she wants.
This fruit seller is arguing loudly with a potential customer - it transpires that the prices the merchant advertises are rather misleading. Lucien explains that if they don't correct the sign or honor the prices, they'll have to move their stall to one of the less favorable spots farther from the center of the market. He can point to the specific part of the market rules that the merchant was provided with when he rented his stall's location in case there's any confusion.
This guy is decked out in jewelry and has two attendants and would like to find men to join him in the bath house - Lucien can direct him to the appropriate part of town for this.
This donkey seller is letting her donkeys wander the streets - she can be informed that if the donkeys get stolen, no one is going to help her with that. In fact, if she gets in a fight with someone who took a loose donkey people are going to back the other guy, most likely.
"Easier than having a lot of people out here, and the brothels have private rooms. There are three of them all near each other because people like the optionality - they vary in cost and services offered."
"Easier than having a lot of people out here for... whom, in what way? I mean, I'm not surprised that the brothels are near each other, I just don't know why if the guy didn't know that he had to be sent in that direction."
"It can be taxing standing out here for long periods of time, especially when it gets hot or cold, and for the cold in particular, I think escorts would have trouble, uh... advertising, as they typically do. I also think most of the people who want to see an escort aren't going to be asking them to go somewhere else with them, so it's easier to just have the escorts stay in the same buildings where there are rooms for people to have sex."
"So he wasn't violating a rule or anything, you just thought he'd have better luck in the relevant neighborhood."
"Is giving people directions to the silver street a common mayoral duty? - that's a translated idiom, I don't know if English has a word for silver streets and I just didn't get it with my magical language acquisition."
"I've heard it called the lady's lane, and also the fleshpot but I dislike that one. It's not a common task - usually people can figure it out on their own. The broader category of helping direct people does come up more often than I'd like - I've been trying to get better signage set up to direct people, but it's sort of hard to get anything noticed when there are so many merchants trying to draw attention as well."
"Yeah, my thought was signage - do you have any up that I could get a look at? Why a lady's lane, that man was looking for more men so I know you've got sideways humans."
"There's more demand for women, and people overgeneralize. They also call the male escorts ladies sometimes."
"Is this an important species difference I need to understand, or should I just memorize it as a brute fact and move on."
"Most men are straight, and most people who want to pay for an escort are men because men - well, human men - want sex more?"
"Yeah, I think the rates of interest in prostitutes are about the same. Most people are straight but men and women are equally likely to spring sideways or spring double. - we don't really have sexualities till the first spring when we're four, or for some people five. In Amentan years."