He stood back, looking towards everyone with pleading eyes, silent begging some may call it. Were it for someone else to buy it for him or were it that he wishes no one else would bid? No one would know, it wasn't in his voicable vocabulary yet.
He offered the masked male a weak smile, he now at least understood the boys intentions and that he had a very kind heart, the boy must be rich, he thought, that would be it...Rich.
((At the price of 300 GP, Play Back wins the Everlasting Meal set, free with one wooden spoon made of the same wood. No enchantment of any kind for the spoon, though, except for the excellent design at keeping the soup from seeping into the wood too much.))
The sight of a young boy sticking his money out for the younger brought tears to the merchant's eyes and, seeing no one else call out for a bid, concluded the set's final price.
"And the Stranger in the Mask wins the Everlasting Meal, for three hundred pieces!" The merchant announced, placing the lids back on the two wares and stepped down from his lofy platform. Placing the two items in Play Back's hands and receiving the gold that was promised, the odd merchant grinned in satisfaction before returning to announce his next wares.
"Alright, fellow adventurers and dungeon-crawlers..." The merchant resumed his cocky, smiling face as he leapt back onto the wagon bed, "Stay around and keep yer bags o' gold counted... because you'll be needing every single piece of it. What I have here is a must for you archers and rangers in the making."
Reaching into the amalgamation of odds and ends, he produced an unstrung bow of strange waxy brown wood reinforced with bone. It looked like any other bow one could find at the local armoury... except this one had no strings attached. Literally.
"No need to buy anymore arrows for your long excursions into the unknown lands. No more need of having to string, unstring and restring that bow of yours when things are hot on your trail. Just aim, pull and fire that magic arrow outa here!"
The odd man waved his hand once and a small team of black hairy balls swarmed out from the wagon, lining themselves up in front of their master. Shrill, squeaky phrases rang out from the one at the head of the five-ball team announced their presence, ready to tackle the task at hand.
"Alright, S Squad." He placed a small block of wood in front of the leader of soot balls. "Put this here on the edge of that well, would you?"
With a small "yes sir" squeak and comical saluted from the team, the five minute troopers hauled away the block of wood and through the crowd, which parted ways to give these tiny troopers the road they need. Placing the "target" at the edge of the well, not without some comical mishap that nearly landed one within the watery pit, the team of five retreated back into the safety of the wagon's holds.
"Soot ball troopers. Gotta love their enthusiasm." The merchant chuckled before spreading his legs apart and shaking down his limbs. With the path cleared in front and behind the wooden target, the crowd interested in watching the display carefully ushered the passerby to avoid the area, he aimed the bow and drew back the invisible string... When a bright white arrow appeared on the glowing bowstring. Straining and aiming at the same time, the merchant pulled back the arrow and - with a single snap of his wrist - let loose the ethereal projectile.
The magical arrow whizzed through the air and impacted the wooden block in a magnificent burst of light, the target sent flying into the air and straight through an open window on the second floor.
"Now! How's that for the Dungeon Bow?" The merchant sneaked a brush of his brows, wiping away a bead of sweat that threatened to streak down his face. "Talymer and bone, six feet long from tip to tip. Magically creates arrows on its own every hour in sunlight, for a max of ten at a time.
Seeing the crowd buzzing at the declaration, it was time to announce the price.
Starting price... is only Five Hundred Gold Pieces! So, who's interested!"
((Dungeon Bow: Talymer and Bone in construction, this long bow fires magical arrows that explode with the force of a small grenade on impact. The bow has no string and, because it was made with Talymer, a bit hard to draw. Nonetheless, it is a powerful bow with limitless supply of ammunition. The arrows are recharged at a rate of 1 per hour in exposure to direct sunlight for a total of 10 arrows at a time.
Starting price is 500 GP with a minimum bid increase of 25 GP.
This auction bit ends on August 11th!))
The year's at the spring,
And day's at the morn;
Morning's at seven;
The hill-side's dew-pearled;
The lark's on the wing;
The snail's on the thorn;
God's in his Heaven - All's right with the world...
~Pippa Passes; by Robert Browning
Amongst a fit of giggles, at the announcement of Play Backs success, the child would begin to dance about the room, in cute little circles arround bemused bystanders and bidders, some of whom did not hesitate to grin at the little lads antics.
"We woooon, we wooooon!" He declared proudly, perhaps bragging somewhat although that were not the intention. Now bouncing up and down like a kangaroo, he made his way over to the still unnamed male whom had made the bid. He grinned up at him, wishing he but something other than gold to offer him. And then the idea came over...
"...Friends?" Sure, it wasn't much, but friendships in a hostile place such as Althanas were hard to come by, even if they were only 4 foot tall and able to slice an inch thick piece of wood in half with their hand alone...
It was then that his bouncing up and down stopped, he was lead by a larger unnamed males hand to the side, as the crowd parted, for what he didn't know. He'd been far too caught up in his own excitement than to listen. Noticing the glowing white item that was drawn upon the long bow, he tilted his head. Something like that would have been useful to him back in the days when he actually needed food. So, providing Play Back kept his kind word to the boy, that need was now permanently removed.
The fizzle of energy of magickal arrow to wood was quite a spectacle, though the boy was not one of those to see it. He heard the delight of the crowd, but currently the bigger delight was his, a large cheesey grin flashed up at Play Back. Mischievious and loving in nature.
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Upon the announcement that the duo had one, Play Back smiled. He watched as a couple of guys brought him the meal set and the wooden spoon that came with them. The teen looked down towards the child he made the bid for and heard him offer his friendship. Play Back's smile grew larger as the child made such an offer to him, and he nodded.
"Friends it is," he commented, taking the childs meal set from the men. He then watched the child get dragged off by an unnamed man, to which he quickly followed suite. It was then that the magical bow and arrow also caught the attention of Play Back. Such an item could be useful to the warrior, had he had any experience in using long-range weapons. The teen quickly shuffled his way back over to the child and kneeld down, handing him the stew set that he had just recieved.
"My name's Play Back, and I'm looking for people that will help me find a mean man. Perhaps you want to help, or know somebody who could?"
Helping...Hmm, that seemed a fair deal. Recieving the items from the boy, he hid his thirst and hunger and long enough. He immediately took a large drink from the cup, basic water for now, he knew of nothing else that he could desire just yet, so clean water was pleasurable to an empty stomach, when he finally removed his face from the cup, he gasped for his breath before contently soothing out a word. "...Ahhhhhhhhh."
"I c'n help!" He had not a single idea of what was required of him or what he had to do, naiveity had that effect on children.
"I Kially." He stated with a contented smile, the meal would be later, it was his thirst that was most important right now.
How he had forgot his manners, he did not know, and hence, although late, he offered a deeper smile than the one before, his eyes offering most gentle love. "Thankoo, mister." His day was one of great luck, perhaps it was only going to get better?
((I assume, since no one has bid, that this auction is not closed despite it being past the time limit?))
Findelfin took a long slow look at the Magical Bow. His bow was better, he was sure of it...and there was no doubt that carrying around two bows would just be clunky. But there was no point in the people around him getting a go at the good stuff for super cheap prices.
"750, good sir." A good bid. Whoever got the bow would have to pay more than base price, at least.
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((You got it. and the bow. The Special Auction is now closed! Thanks everyone for participating!
OR rather. The Special Auction is closed for some quick renovating.
*Currently editing in a real response.*))
The strange and weird man smiled at the buyer of the bow. He walked down, casually and gracefully moving towards the elf. He took the payment from the famous elf, handing over the bow with a flourish that made the late Brock look like a teenage bow. He gave a bow that was as silly as he acted, accidentally dropping an egg from his pocket that hatched and grew into a small chicken before it touched the ground.
The same chicken began to run towards the wagon, squawking and suddenly stopping. It adopted a military attitude, getting many of the smaller creatures to begin to hitch up and close the wagon of trinkets an trades. The man threw off his cap, letting it land in the audience where one man cheered out in triumph of getting it.
"Well that'll be the end for today folks!," The man said as he climbed onto the contraption holding more gizmos and gadgets then any single person would ever need in their lifetime. A spark flew out from the side of the wagon, and a small lizard crawled from under it and disappeared from view.
"I just need a day or two. I'll be here soon."
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