"The Thin Line," Part F

\*\*\*\*\* My initial thought had been that, clinking and pouring notwithstanding, I was about to deal with some feral furs. I was not that far wrong; it was Schweink and Bagoum, who by either some unerring instinct, or by the means of observing...

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Distant Earth CYOA part 5

As they entered the bazaar they were surrounded by bodies, humans and furs of every shape, colour and species surrounded them. they found themselves on the main street of the bazaar.

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Buyer's Remorse

Of course, the bazaar was now drawing to a close. sellers were beginning to pack away their wares and tents, though many seemed to be in no rush. the harsh truth was that some merchants never left the bazaar.

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Macku's Big Night

The two returned to the bazaar, thankfully without encountering anymore trouble, and purchased a few items.

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Cursed Gold 3: Jasmine the Jeweler

Jasmine interrupted, remembering the strange stories that circulated around the bazaar. "yes, the donkeys. and my sister, though i must admit i'm not too upset about that." jalem said cryptically. "your sister?"

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Electric Majestic

Those that remained in the vicinity had found places to hide amongst the wreckage of the bazaar.

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Distant Earth CYOA part 4

"by the time we wake we'll be on edris, we could go to the bazaar, or maybe explore the planet or something else i guess." qerry muttered as sleep began to call to them both.

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Chapter 4 - Eurasia's Secret! Infiltration of Vanaxxis Castle! (Part 2)

Seeing how the ground was coming up quickly, he kicked off the side of the building and made a great 9.9 landing in the middle of the bazaar.

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Filling the Void - Chapter Three

He could go anywhere he wanted, but really there was only one place to go - the bazaar. thousands and thousands of people passed through the bazaar each weekend, but victus knew that so early in the day it would be sparsely populated.

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A Day of Prayer

Achmed walked into the bazaar, the smell of spices and freshly baked food filled the air. the stalls were full of townspeople selling the efforts of their labour to the visiting crowds.

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Collector

The festivities went deep into the night, and we found a small cafe at the edge of the bazaar, overlooking the ports that lined the coast.

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