Reincarnated as the Only Human

Camara PoV

Watching as Mama left with Yiksa and Dama walking away with Aethisia, I sighed slightly before turning towards my half sister, who was finishing the straps of her belt.

Wearing it over one of her more conservative dresses, the belt hugged that thin waist of hers, making her wide hips and perky ass noticeable to anyone; as for those breasts of hers, Kalia had allowed the dress to rest just under her shoulders, giving the world a good view into the canyon of her cleavage.

Honestly, both her and Mama were unfair; they were just so soft and curvy!

Puffing out my cheeks, I strapped on my dagger, which Kalia did as well, before scooping up some of the pouches stored inside a crate.

”Kalia, come help me.”

Picking one up, I handed it to her and gestured to all the carved statues I had decided to sell; none were of the Goddesses above, as that felt blasphemous to me, but instead of the heroes that lived on, immortalized in stories.

Morganna, Artoriana the Brave, Travani the Gladiator, Helena of Yort...

Many of them were given physical form through my carvings, and I was proud of each of them.

However, Mama wanted to purchase that orange Lamia, and admittedly... I was curious of her as well.

She was amongst the first ’True Beastkin’ that Dama had talked about; Beastkin who were half beast, half mortal.

We, as Deerkin, might be ’Beastkin’, but our shared features were limited; the antlers and spotted skin was the extent of our claim to being a ’Deer’, but some find themselves to have the lower half of a Deer.

It was odd to imagine, but that orange Lamia was living proof of that concept, so I chose to continue believing in my Dama.

Anyways, since Mama wanted her, I would part with a few of my carvings to raise some funds for her; she had been so excited as she spoke about the woman, and I wanted to see her smile.

Maybe I was a Mama’s girl...

Blushing slightly, I smiled softly as I packed away the carvings, before turning to watch Kalia pack some other things; some waterskins, a blanket, seeds, crops, and more, which she placed inside a basket.

Nodding at the thoughtfulness of my sister, I stood up and stretched, yawning slightly at the suns warming rays falling onto my brown skin.

”Ready?”

Looking over, my expression softened as Kalia grinned at me, those pink eyes of hers just as warm as the sun.

”Ready sister!”

”Well, let’s go. Oh, and if someone asks to take you out again or wants to get intimate, just... do as you please, but let me know, alright? Though I do believe Mama would prefer we remain in each others line of sight, so...”

Nodding, Kalia hooked her arm under the baskets handle before grabbing my hand, saying ”I know sister~! Besides, while that Elf was... cute, I can’t possibly leave you and my niece alone~!”

Saying so, she poked my slightly rounded stomach, making me chuckle as I squeezed her hand.

Walking to the market, we received a few appraising, and appreciative glances, but no one stopped us.

Finding a free spot, Kalia spread out the blanket and placed some small stones on the corners, before helping me to the ground.

Sorting through the statues, I set them up before looking up, into the crowd.

Taking a deep breath, I shouted ”Wooden carvings of your favorite heroes here! From Persy Lithi to Yua the Lancer! Perfect for decoration or as a gift to friends and family!”

Kalia nodded beside me, continuing to sort through her stuff, placing bushels of corn, wheat, and bundles of herbs out on her side of the blanket.

”Fresh corn and wheat for sale! Buy it quick to savor the rich flavors!”

People began to look our way, and I grinned up at a Rabbitkin that crouched in front of me.

”Is that Lokra the Trickster?! Wow, I didn’t think anyone besides Rabbitkin knew of her!”

”It is indeed! Carved it out to display her rather peculiar magic; notice the one rabbit ear? My interpretation of her cloaking spell!”

Nodding, the woman grinned as she gently lifted the statue, before turning towards me with hopeful eyes.

”How much?”

Recalling the prices from yesterday, I pursed my lips before saying ”For you, my first customer, how does 4 and a half Silvers sound?”

Biting her lips, the Rabbitkin looked the statue over before reaching for her pouch.

”Deal. This is better then the other carvers here! Definitely worth more...”

Dropping five silver coins into my hand, I looked them over in confusion for a moment before nodding my head; four were about an inch wide, while the fifth was a half inch, signifying the half silver it was worth.

Yiksa had taught us a little more about coins before she left with Mama, letting me know that this was something common; there were Small, Medium, and Large coins.

Small coins, like the one I held, were worth half of whatever material it was made from; a Small Copper was worth a half copper, but no one really used it besides the extremely poor.

A Small Silver was 50 Copper, and a Small Gold was 50 Silver.

Now, a ’Medium’ Copper was 1 Copper; no one calls these coins ’Medium’ coins, since it is worth itself.

Finally, the Large coins were worth 25 of that denomination, which made way for the Small Coin of the next denomination.

So a Small Silver was worth two Large Coppers and so on; this was made to reduce the amount of coins one needed to carry around, since most places charged standardized rates for things.

Most places will charge in values of 25 or 50, to make it easier, but not all; especially not merchants looking to make a profit with other merchants.

Anyways, making my first sale was exciting, and seeing that someone had bought from me, the others in the market streamed forwards to look as well.

Kalia sold out of her crops and herbs quick, and I managed to sell most of the statues as well.

In the end, we netted ourselves a total of 1 Gold 28 Silver, as well as some spare Coppers.

Not bad at all, especially considering the bartering with people was so much fun~!