In the Women's Market
Sadly, no one has ever heard of that particular tailor. Of course, there are about a hundred people in the clothes sewing trade in Massilia, and no one knows everyone, still, no Beetlebump.
On the other hand, Bryon gets a few people interested in doing this for her. For the appropriate fee, of course.
Bryon finds Sabzi the dressmaker willing to take it on, and Claudius the Tailor, and Dima Gerros, who actually does upholstery, but figures sewing is sewing and this doesn't sound complicated, colored cloth, right?
On the other hand, the other names she mentions causes a bit of stir.
"Bulgarian" they eventually decide is Burgundian, and they are surprised Bryon has a hard time with that one.
"Burgundian, like the wine, dear," says Claudius the Tailor, who is a white haired elderly man. "You've had Burgundian wine? Same name."
But the Floptsgoths are harder.
"Is that what they said?" Dima asks. "Is that a new kind of Goth? Because we have Visigoths here and Ostrogoths are their enemies, and if you put out the wrong kind of flag you can be killed for it."
"Heavens, even if you make the wrong kind of flag," Sabzi says.
"You'd better come back tomorrow and have it written down by your master," Dima says, assuming Bryon must have a master- and if she doesn't, really needs one. "That we everyone can be sure that no mistakes are made. There are an awful lot of Visigoths here."
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