Mark
Amidst the vast expanse of monster-infested seas, a colossal vessel adorned with the majestic emblem of Khalo sailed through the turbulent waters. Gracing the port with its imposing presence, the ship came to a majestic halt, its passengers eager to disembark.

Among the esteemed travelers was the Grand Duchess of Khalo, Helena Belarus, a prominent figure from the revered Belarus clan. Her renowned beauty echoed throughout the lands of Khalo, earning her the title "Beauty of the Purest White." Her ethereal allure, pristine and regal, yet tinged with innocence, captivated all who beheld it.

Stepping onto the port, Helena wore a breathtaking day gown, pure white and embellished with exquisite roses that magically glimmered like glitter even in the absence of daylight. With a matching parasol resting gracefully on her shoulder, she, accompanied by a select group of knights, set foot on the soil of Kazumaki after hours of travel.

Expressing her sentiments, Helena's pristine voice cut through the bustling crowd, drawing the attention of her attentive knights. "As expected," She remarked, her tone slightly disgusted, "The metallic stench of fish pervades this entire place." Pulling out a handheld lace fan, she opened it gracefully, using it to shield her nose and mouth.
"If not for a fish talked about for its beauty, I wouldn't have set foot on this land," She added, the unpleasant odor already putting her in a foul mood. Meanwhile, her knights diligently scoured the nearby markets and stalls, searching for items of beauty as per Helena's instructions before disembarking.
Andrew
"Ahh gentlemen lets get our shop set up down at the docks, i hear some fancy pants talking about our latest catch, its a shame the men who had it before cant live to stop us from getting their money."

*The men obeyed, grabbing some disassembled white and silver wood tables from below deck, walking down the ramp leading to the docks, the ship was that of a forgotten family, his family used to be well known as traders, and so he continued up with that appearance, their red and gold colors all around the ship, gold paint covering the railing and the trim, while the rest of the wood seemed to be a dark red, whether it grew red or was dyed was not known yet if there was one that knew ships it would have a well enough reputation as the void touched for its tendency to not be effected by spells.*

*As some cleaner men were setting up the small stall against that of a man selling jewelry. A strategic placement to make the captains gear and items seem even better. Less dressed men came from within the depths of the ship with chests filled with gems and jewels, chalices and crowns, a tiara or two, another coming out with what seemed to be display cases and setting things inside so they looked quite dazzling in the light. And the newest addition to their hold, a few fish to be proud of, one that was as white as solid marble and gold trimming along its fins and tail, another that looked strange, almost like a jellyfish but with the colors changing almost constantly and shifting a strange rainbow; and as the men were bringing the final things out the captain started his display of the two fish, using his magic to send tunnels of water around the crowd to let the fish swim around and let others get a good look at them.*

"COME ONE COME ALL COME TAKE A GANDER AT CAPTAIN COUNTERSPELLS MAGIC AND TRINKETS, GET SOMETHING FOR THE WOMAN IN YOUR LIFE OR GET SOMETHING TO MAKE YOU FEEL LIKE THE KING YOU ARE."
Mark
Upon catching wind of the resounding advertisement echoing through the crowd, the knights, in the company of Helena, pivoted their attention towards the source of the commotion. Intrigued, their eyes locked onto a mesmerizing spectacle of cascading waters and the enchanting sea denizens dwelling within. A sense of wonder illuminated the knights' expressions as they beheld the aquatic marvels, while Helena, wearing an air of nonchalance, directed her gaze towards the two creatures, with a particular focus on the fish that captivated her imagination for a potential addition to her garden's miniature pond.

Captivated by the aquatic display, Helena swiftly commanded her guards to clear a path, ensuring the preservation of her pristine attire. With poise and grace, she traversed through the cleared space, approaching the spokesperson who harnessed the power to manipulate water for the captivating presentation. Upon reaching him, she spoke with an air of authority, "You." The discerning individual could sense that this lady was no ordinary affluent patron—not merely from her attire or appearance but through an elusive fragrance that seemed out of place in this locale, coupled with the formidable presence of her accompanying knights.

With a deliberate sweep, Helena uncovered her face, revealing her striking features, and gestured towards the fish with her fan. "I would like to be the first to acquire these," She declared, a glint of determination in her eyes. "How much for both? I am prepared to make a purchase." Her smile, showcasing immaculate pearly whites, added a touch of charm to her proposition, sealing the intention of acquiring these aquatic wonders for her own.
Andrew
*As more people gather around his display he gives a bow and extends his arm as they ascend into the air and go weaving their way around the crowd before swirling all together, and then circling around the captain where they remained, he noticed the knights that had stood tall had a certain wonderment and decided to start up his display one more time for them. The stream of water went around some of their weapons and arms, embraced around the helmet of another as it returned to the captain he spotted the woman that looked a bit to, up her own ass and played around a bit having it zip around her and slowly draw her in, as if she was not already heading to his little stall.*

*His men were offloading barrels and chests on the dock as a few of the dock workers were behind carrying barrels of food and water as well as other needed things for a journey out to see. When she was noticed many of them stopped to take a glance that turned into a deep stare, for many of the men she was a star, an angel even. But for the captain no, yes she was attractive but even in this small exchange she was demanding. Sure women like that could be fun for a one time thing what the captain liked was a woman that could handle herself, a woman that could kill and fight like him, that is what would captivate his attention. She was just another patron and so she was treated just like it.* 

"Well your looking to buy the finest fish that have ever graced this port so im going to ask you what they are worth to you. I don't know you apart from other nobles so lets go like this, you make little ol me an offer and i will see just how much you truly want these two.
Mark
Helena arched an elegant brow in response to his offer, a trace of skepticism flickering across her features as she contemplated the potential intricacies of the proposal. However, that skepticism was swiftly dismissed, for a mere few million seemed inconsequential within the vast sea of her opulence. Despite her wealth, she possessed a shrewd understanding of pricing, estimating that creatures of such extraordinary nature were likely valued at more or less than 400,000 gold.

With calculated precision, she declared, "G-350,000 for both of these fishes." A knight, dutifully brandishing two bags laden with gold and riches, approached to execute her decree. "Is that not a fair price for such a quality catch?" She inquired with an air of detached amusement. "I may not be one to speculate, but the toil and hardship endured to procure them must be substantial, wouldn't you agree?" Her glacier-cold blue eyes arched as she discussed the labor involved, punctuating her statement with a laugh stifled behind her gloved hand.

Effortlessly exuding elegance, Helena's wealth resonated with her poise and stature, as evidenced by the astronomical sum she had assigned to these aquatic marvels. The gold she proffered could sustain a commoner for a lifetime, affording them the luxury of simple indulgences and leaving ample surplus to endure the remainder of their less-than-enviable existence.
Andrew
*She was quite to the point and to be truthful it was refreshing to his a noble that was right to the point and did not dance and tickle around their objective, and seeing as her knights were blocking the way for other patrons to come up to his stall he was sort of eager to get her out of the way of others so he reached for the gold and took it in his hands, water came and whisked it away to his ship as he looked to her.*

"Would you like me to transfer the fish to another location or would you like your men to handle the fish now?." *They were swimming around a glass orb that was about as tall as she was, up close she saw the fish in better detail and in the captains eyes they also looked better but that's partly due to her personality in the short time that he has talked with her.*

*Her knights were able to keep people away from her but his stall was another matter entirely, other nobles and mid class people came by to take a gander at his wares and maybe even a peasant that was trying to steal however they sort of just vanished behind some of the captains men, the man would never return home to his family.*
Mark
Helena's nod conveyed both assurance and gratitude. "I'll entrust this task to my knights. It's been a pleasure doing business with you," She said, a playful wink accentuating her words. With a snap of her fingers, her knights seamlessly shifted into action, ready to tackle the assigned responsibilities.

Planning to extend her stay for a few days, Helena aimed to blend business with pleasure. She had a list of tasks awaiting her attention—matters concerning her territory and the crucial logistics of resource supply. Yet, she was equally eager to immerse herself in the local ambiance and take in the city's sights.

"Until then, take care," Helena bid her farewell, the elegance of her wave matching the sophistication of her parasol's unfurling. The lace veil cascaded over her head, concealing features that bespoke beauty beneath its delicate cover. As she gracefully made her way through the bustling streets, her destination unknown to any onlooker, the brevity of their interaction did not diminish its significance.

For Helena, the encounter had yielded more than a mere transaction. The acquisition of two rare fishes for her mini pond was not just a material gain but a meaningful addition to her personal sanctuary. The city, with its diverse offerings, lay ahead—a canvas for both business and the creation of possibly lasting memories.