In The Bag

[Zack Blaze]

Zack walked into the bazaar, into a store that mostly sold handbags and backpacks. The youth walked around for a bit, eyeballing each design. He had to prepare for the Lornius Cooperate Championship, after all. After he explored the shop for a bit, he made his way to the front counter, looking at the shopkeep with a friendly smile.

"Evening friend. I am in the market for a couple of bags. Nothing too particularly fancy. Just one purse, two hand bags, two backpacks, two sleeping bags, and I couldn't help but notice that you also sell tents. How much is your cheapest tent?"

The teen stood smiling towards the shopkeep, awaiting an answer.

[Revenant]

"Our cheapest tent?" the storekeeper blinked. "Why that'd be ole' drafty!" The wizened man gestured at what amounted to little more than a flap of burlap covering a handful of poorly whittled support sticks.

"Ole' drafty'll cost you 38 coin, young man."

[Zack Blaze]

Zack nodded happily, handing the old man the money.

"What of those other items? The bags I'm looking for? How much would they be?"

[Revenant]

"Oh let's see," the merchant mumbled, sucking on his lower teeth. He shuffled over to a rather large pile of good and began rummaging, leather of all shapes and colors flying halfway across the room in a haphazard fashion.

"Purse, nothing fancy," he quoted, tossing a simple brown leather bag onto the counter in front of Zack without looking.

"Two hand bags, same," a thick, worn bag of boiled tan leather and a shiny, polished femme-looking red handbag landed likewise on the growing pile.

"Backpacks, eh," the man resumed his shuffling, tossing articles from another pile which had nearly doubled in size with items from the first. "Here's a good 'un!" he exclaimed, holding aloft a sturdy adventurer's pack complete with two dozen assorted straps and buckles for whatever reason and a dull red encrusted blood stain where the wearer's back would go.

"And a matching mate!" A separate, completely different backpack, much more toned down and less death-ridden settled next to he first.

"And two sleeping bags to complete the order," the man returned to the counter with to light rolls of canvas and wool fleece, seemingly normal sleeping bags which laced at the top to keep the occupants warmer.

"All told, along with ole' drafty, that'll be 125 coin."

The man looked at Zack expectantly.

[Zack Blaze]

"You sir, have deal!" Zack spoke excitedly as he slammed the money on the table and gathered his supplies.

"Ags is going to be stoked!"

[Revenant]

"Thankee young whipper'snapper!" the man chortled, snatching the handful of coins like a rat pilfering cheese. "Have yourself a good camping trip, y'hear."

Transaction concluded.

Zack Blaze spends 125 gp.

[Letho]

GP deducted.