Tiny Vessels

[Bohemia]

The shop was largely unimpressive, so Jon didn't bother observing his surroundings. Instead, as he walked off the busy streets of The Bazaar, he simply walked right up to the merchant, toting his notebook. "I'd like to order these peices of clothing," he muttered, eyes rimmed with dark circles, the way he stood evident of the soreness in his muscles.

• Two Grey Leather (Common Hide works) Jackets, with twin black stripes running down both arms. A patch across the back, reading the team logo, In Harvard Lettering and framed in flames!
• One short sleeved red shirt, with team name across the front, in same style as jacket patch, size Large.
• One red tank top, with team name across front, in same style as jacket patch, Women's size 4

"Nothing too outlandish, eh? No ten foot long war axes you have to take weeks to forge."

[nekoprince]

"That'll be 80 gold," the merchant said quickly. "Anything else sir?"

[Bohemia]

"Nah, it's all good," Jon said with a grin, pulling what he guessed was eighty of those little gold coins out of his wallet. "Just deliver it all to Lornius once it's all done. We'll pick it up there." Jon paused, and glanced off towards the side, where a couple of school kids milled around, moving boxes of merchandise. "And make that fat kid deliver it. He ain't doing nothing for the next few nights but crying over a buffet."

The boy turned then and walked out, waving a goodbye over his shoulder.

[nekoprince]

"Good enough then," the merchant said, nodding to his large assisstant to fetch the large boy.

(80 gold down, 20 remains at time of thread completion.))