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Chuckling awkwardly, Zashier steps out from behind the rack, rubbing the back of his neck. "No promises. Ma used to say discretion was often the better part of valor."He admits. After giving Tenacity a once over, he furrows his brow at her. "You're... You're one of them devil-blooded folk, right? A tidus, I think their called?"He asks warily. Then with a start, he hops into a short bow at the waist. "My apologies, mam, if that came off a bit rude. Names Zashier Z-.... Just, Zashier."
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@kevtr0n the gnome jumps up at you with a smile. “Wow! Your a big one, want a potion bandolier I can make you a bandolier come back tomorrow and I will get it made for you! 4 gp and we are good to go!”
(really sorry about slow reply I’m on mobile right now, but work change over has been busy)
Tenacity looks a little annoyed, but replies,"Name's Tenacity. We preferred to be called Tieflings." She gives a toothy grin, exposing sharp canines."But I'm sorta in the middle of something, so I'll see you around."
She turns back to Burg,"I got a little beat up, but the others got destroyed in comparison. I think that dagger could be mighty useful in my next fight. What do you say? 250 was what we agreed on." The Tiefling gives a smirk and bats her eyelashes at him.
He pulls one out of the quiver and get an axe from behind the counter and strikes it, the arrow does now break but the axe bounces back. (Unbreakable arrows)
Zashier watches the whole exchange wide-eyed in curiosity. As she goes to leave however, he quickly averts his gaze and slides away the book. One he had instinctively took out to record. With a sigh of relief, he steps up and offers Burg a handshake. "Howdy. Names Zashier, in case ya didn't catch that bit earlier. I was hoping to get a pair of daggers of ya? Nothing fancy, just serviceable."
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Zashier pats himself down a few times, but eventually produces a pouch. "Oh.. eh... less than thought here." He says peering inside and scratching his head. After a moment or two, he sighs in defeat. "Two then, if you would. Uhm… Don't suppose you could toss in a spare whetstone for free?"He grins widely, but clearly nervous.
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Tenacity turns around quickly to the sound of the door opening.
Perception: 8
She calls out,"I hope you don't plan on hiding in the pit like that."
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Chuckling awkwardly, Zashier steps out from behind the rack, rubbing the back of his neck. "No promises. Ma used to say discretion was often the better part of valor." He admits. After giving Tenacity a once over, he furrows his brow at her. "You're... You're one of them devil-blooded folk, right? A tidus, I think their called?" He asks warily. Then with a start, he hops into a short bow at the waist. "My apologies, mam, if that came off a bit rude. Names Zashier Z-.... Just, Zashier."
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
@kevtr0n the gnome jumps up at you with a smile. “Wow! Your a big one, want a potion bandolier I can make you a bandolier come back tomorrow and I will get it made for you! 4 gp and we are good to go!”
(really sorry about slow reply I’m on mobile right now, but work change over has been busy)
Burg instantly sees the blue tiefling walk in.
”BLUE LADY! I missed you I heard you got hurt, you ok?”
As he speaks his hands go hi and a smiles come across his face showing token teeth and a grin.
Thargan when you enter Small and Shiney the gnome is working in the back.
” I have my fancy gems and this wand, helps you find something if it’s hiding.”
Tenacity looks a little annoyed, but replies,"Name's Tenacity. We preferred to be called Tieflings." She gives a toothy grin, exposing sharp canines."But I'm sorta in the middle of something, so I'll see you around."
She turns back to Burg,"I got a little beat up, but the others got destroyed in comparison. I think that dagger could be mighty useful in my next fight. What do you say? 250 was what we agreed on." The Tiefling gives a smirk and bats her eyelashes at him.
Burg gives a chuckle when you reply but frowns when you talk about getting hurt.
”You need to be careful, don’t get hurt to bad.”
”250 is good for me!”
He hands over the small onyx dagger to you.
(Let me know if you have the item to add or not and I can add one for you)
(Is it the Dagger of Returning?)
That’s correct
(Can I attune to it during this rest?)
"So about those arrows, Burg. What do they do?" She asks while she examines the dagger, smugly.
Yeh you can attune to it that’s fine.
He pulls one out of the quiver and get an axe from behind the counter and strikes it, the arrow does now break but the axe bounces back. (Unbreakable arrows)
"Oh damn! How much are those?"
“15gp per arrow, I only have 10 on me right now”
"I'll take them and a shortbow. Along with a quiver as well."
She drops off the gold and gives Burg a wink before leaving the shop.
That’s 175 total. He waves you bye with a smile.
(I don't think I have them. Can you add the arrows for me?)
Zashier watches the whole exchange wide-eyed in curiosity. As she goes to leave however, he quickly averts his gaze and slides away the book. One he had instinctively took out to record. With a sigh of relief, he steps up and offers Burg a handshake. "Howdy. Names Zashier, in case ya didn't catch that bit earlier. I was hoping to get a pair of daggers of ya? Nothing fancy, just serviceable."
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Burg turns with a tusked grin at Zashier.
"Well I have a few different options just point out one you want, they are all sharpened by me, 2gp each."
He sits with a raised eyebrow waiting for you too grab 2 daggers of your choice.
Tenacity cautiously walks into the Small and Shiney and looks around.
Zashier pats himself down a few times, but eventually produces a pouch. "Oh.. eh... less than thought here." He says peering inside and scratching his head. After a moment or two, he sighs in defeat. "Two then, if you would. Uhm… Don't suppose you could toss in a spare whetstone for free?" He grins widely, but clearly nervous.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.