[Auction] The Blade of Hunter Colo

[Artifex Felicis]

“Hello?”

The small girl in the sharp suit taps the magic cone, amplifying her voice and wincing at the sudden feedback. She swallows, also audible, and nods at the crowd slowly gathering throughout the day.

“As a part of the Sorie Trading Guild’s gesture of good will, we are going to to release several unknown artifacts of great power for sale!”

She waits for the hopeful applause, then winces, biting her lower lip. She hadn’t ever done this before. Her aunt had put her up to it, saying how great she would be, and how cute she was and now she’s blushing bright red in front of everyone.

“The first item up for sale is the Blade of Colo!” A large, muscled man with scars along his along opens a golden chest, a plain iron knife inside.

“This item, taken from the deserts of Fallien!” The girl was getting into it now! “Is the very same owned by the great hunter of men, Colo! One small prick from it, and you will be able to find that very same person anywhere on Althanas!”

She doesn’t mention that it isn’t super precise, but would only be able to track someone to within four hundred yards of their position before it would start narrowing it down to their exact location.

“It can follow up to twenty five people for nearly ever!” She smiles. “The bidding is going to begin at 50 gold pieces!”

[Max Dirks]

An arm raises in the back of the room. "50"

[Artifex Felicis]

"Fifty GP To the man with the excellent hair!"

[Philomel]

There was a fox on the end of an upraised arm shoved into the air. He was holding on for dear life and seemed very shocked to be used (or mis-used) so.

"75 gold!" came a female voice from underneath him. The fox yelped.

[Max Dirks]

"100," Dirks replied coolly.

[Philomel]

Not cool enough. Philomel was quick to respond by standing, quickly. She lowered her arm and Veridian was dropped to her shoulders.

"150 dammit!"

[Artifex Felicis]

"Um um..." The girls' frazzled for a moment, then points at the faun! "One Hundred and fifty to the horny lady!"

[Logan]

"One seventy-five," Logan said as he eyed Max Dirks whom he recognized. Of all the others in the auction house at that moment, Max was the one he was most concerned over competing with.

[Artifex Felicis]

"One Hundred and seventy to to the old man with the hair!" She smiles, nodding at the ancient man named Logan! "This is the highest bid so far!"

[Philomel]

Oh for heaven's sake, she rolled her eyes.

"Two hundred!"

[Artifex Felicis]

"Two hundred to horn woman!" She squeaks it out, embarrassed at how high up the price is getting!

[Logan]

"Two twenty-five," Logan announced.

He was on the prowl for magical artifacts, even if they weren't super powerful.

[Cards of Fate]

"300 GP" the scholar chimed raising a gloved hand

[Artifex Felicis]

"THREE HUNDRED TO THE SILLY MAN WITH THE SANDY HAIR!" The girl yells, pointing quickly before he can take it back!

[Logan]

Logan heard the voice and immediately knew, even among the hub-bub who it was.

"VINCE YOU BLOODY IDIOT," the psion yelled telepathically directly at Vincent.

Why in the world would Vince want to bid against Logan when he full well knew the psion would hand the dagger over in the first place. It was essentially Vince bidding against himself.

To make it easier on Arti - this is not a bid post

[Cards of Fate]

The voice roaring through his head made the scholar jump. "Well fuck..." he replied mentally. "I didn't realize that was your voice. Let's combine our funds to win this?"

[Artifex Felicis]

"Three Hundred and ten to the ol-" The man with the scarred arms and whispers in the girl's ear. "Oh... that wasn't a bid was it. Still Three Hundred to the sandy man!"

[Tobias Stalt]

"500 even," Tobias drawled. The others were certainly set on their prize, but a good blade helped pay the bills. To Tobias, it was simply a business investment.

[Lightfoot]

Jasker raised the palewood pipe from his lips. "550," he stated through a wry grin and a cloud of smoke.

[Tobias Stalt]

Tobias slowly sloshed the ale around in his mouth as he considered the bid. The sword seemed worth the money, especially if he needed to find a target. "900," he declared.

[Cards of Fate]

1,200 Vince growled shooting an anooyed glance at logan before thinking at him Wanna go halfsies?

[Lightfoot]

"Well, this has quickly become too rich for my blood," Jasker mumbled with smirk, and showed himself out, pipeweed smoke trailing.

[Tobias Stalt]

Tobias slowly blinked and glanced toward Vincent. "Thirteen," he growled.

[Artifex Felicis]

"Thirteen hundred gold pieces!!!" The girl is visibly astounded, never expecting it to reach this high! She looks around, keeping a finger pointed at Tobias. "To the short man!"

[Artifex Felicis]

"AND THE SHORT MAN WINS EVERYTHING!" She hops up and down, laughing with delight at how successful she was! Her laughter slows to giggles and she nods. "The tiny guy wins! Thank you everyone! The Sorie Trading Guild is now closing their auctions!"

The woman with the translucent arms whispers. "Or um... I could... come back in a few more items soon..."

She shuffles in place.

"But thank you for everything! Have a good night and have a wonderful day!"

[Logan]

GP has been removed. Tobias, please make sure to link to this thread in the event of questions or at level updates.