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[standingonmyneck]

[Obviously, farming wasn't her style. But she knew she had to make money. As long as she was stuck in this place, she had to do what she could to survive. It was the first time she wasn't outright guaranteed a job of some kind. This was the frugal life, and she had to deal with it. But there had to be a better way to make some kind of profit. Anything to avoid breaking her feeble small body, she guessed.

Which meant Daria had to work at trying to make best out of her bad situation now (being whisked away AGAIN and all) and try...to do something about it. So for a few days, she spent extra time reading books. For research. Lots of research.



Which brought her to today. Now she had a question. She wasn't good at asking the public for things, or good with the public in general. But anyway, information. She needed it.]

I need some ginger root and glass jars. If anyone knows where I can get them pretty cheaply, I'd appreciate it. Thanks.

Comments

[hyakuman]

i have jars i found by chance!

they're covered with dirt but i can wash them out for you

[whisted]

What kind of jar?

[shotinhead]

I've found what this place called Ginger Root growing. How much are you offering?

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[beautyrest]

I have plenty of ginger, Daria, if you would like?

[notjustbecauseihaveto]

Oh! I can help. I can find both of those and bring them to you. If you want.