Snippet #2298407

Above the shop in the quiet of her family's appartment Silvia was taking a break from the hot sun. Hunched over a small plate of dates and water she munched happily, after working four hours streight during rush hour she relished every break she could get. Despite being two levels up she could still hear her father's booming voice in the streets, this time arguing with some other merchant over something petty probably. "make sure to drink enough water my dearest" her mother added filling up her daughter's water goblet. "dont forget we are closing up early today to go to the Arena, where we will be sitting there are no shaders."

"What happened to our regular seats?!" she replied in confusion almost spitting out her water, the last time she recalled her family usually had their own small booth. Although much more meger compared to the Patrician class it still served its purpose to keep them comfortably in the shade. "well.." her mother sighed "thank your father, who lost our box in a bet he made with someone over a game of Senet" Suddenly they herd thundering steps asend the stairs as her father burst into the room, "Silvia! help me pack up the front I want to get to the Arena before it gets too crouded!" All she could do was cross her arms and glair.

He immedietly knew the source of his daughter's annoyance, "what did you tell her Calissa!"

"she would find out eventually" her mother responded "I dont know why your so upset you big boar, it was your fault we are sitting in the Plebian seats!"

"Calm yourself wife this is a great match today! besides think of it like this, its a great match! Gladiators from the well respected houses of Vala and Crispus with be fighing practically right in front of us! Do you know how close those cheap seats can get us to the bloodshed?!"

If there was one thing father relished it was a good bloodsport. "Vala?" Silvia interupted, "who from Vala?"

"Arcadius verses Baalhanno. I herd he's a brute of a man."

"think of it Silvia! If Vala wins we will be dining with champions come Monday! haha, Crido will not know what to think once I tell him the House of Vala is one of my clients."Silvia rolled her eyes, "of course Father." she said sarcastically. Crido Dairus Manius was another wealthy merchant living in the City who was her father's biggest competition.

With no shade, she concluded she had to make due with a Parasol and a cotton veil.

"Just make sure to be heavy on the Kohl, Silvia" her mother ended the conversation optimistically. "If we can survive in the Egyptian heat Im sure Antica will be a simple day by the Nile Banks."