Silver balls

[Fenem Respice]

Fenem walked through the hustle and bustle of that was the Bazaar, Althanas economic center. There were deals plenty, hidden away in the many shops that were around him. He stuck out amongst the people, with his white hair contrasting his black attire. The long coat, though buttoned to his neck, still waved as he drifted through the crowd.

Some were perusing, others were shopping for staples of life, and many walked aimlessly, taking in the sites. Fenem was on a mission, looking for something very specific. Amongst the clothing stores, food or watering holes, and blacksmiths, was exactly what he was looking for. The Silversmith was in, and that’s where Fenem needed to go. His order was very specific.

The door jingled as he entered the building. Fenem was quick to inform the merchant as to what he would like. “I would like to know if you could sell me twenty silver orbs roughly an inch in diameter and blessed to slay demons.”

[Arsène]

((Sorry for the delay))

Behind the counter sat a slacker youth. His brown hair was marred by streaks of black, haphazardly created with charcoal, and his half-closed eyes stared intently at a small flip book of crudely drawn sketches of the female anatomy. Whether the sweat on his forehead was caused by the unearthly heat in the smithy or from the scribbled depictions of a vulva, none could tell. However, it was obvious to all that his mind was far away from work.

As the familiar ring of the bells above the door chimed in, the teen looked up from his distraction to be greeted by a rather tall and young, white haired man. His dark clothing sent a sinister ring, and the fact that anyone could wear such a coat in the heat of the shop was suspicious. What more, his request was something the boy had never heard before.

He got up quickly with a bit of a confused look on his face. He couldn't craft, but he thought himself damn good at taking orders and keeping the books for the man he worked under. And even with his lack of real experience, he knew that the customer was asking for something well beyond even a rich man's price range.

"Twenty balls of silver," he started with a slight cracking to his voice, " that alone would be nearly 800 pieces of gold. But to enchant them to slay demons would sky rocket the price, depending on how powerful you'd like the enchantment to be."

He stopped for a moment, if only to let his words set in. "Uh, you might want to rethink how many you want and how strong they should be."

[Taskmienster]

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