Raelyse
08-20-07, 11:46 AM
"Hurry up, you darn fool!"
The sound of constant criticism had been a fixture down this street in the Bazaar for some time. A young boy carried over his shoulder a large sack that jutted out in various areas. His back threatened to break under the pressure of the bag, which was easily larger than his torso. For some reason though, he followed the silver haired man with the haughty attitude. Because while even the man with the limp was faster than he was, he held more wealth than the boy and all the boys he had ever known. The promise of a gold coin was more than enough to satisfy the boy in his tattered little boots.
When the man finally stopped and ran a hand through his wonderfully well kept silver hair, the boy did as well. He dared not let the bag down though, for he had tried it before and only incurred more wrath. The man took a look down at him, but only for a moment before he scoffed and walked into the store.
The boy took a deep breath and followed him inside, barely making it inside as the door close behind him. He felt the bag lift over his back and watched as the vastly stronger man dropped it on the table.
"How much for these?"
Inside the bag, which the shopkeeper opened were two things.
The first was a small axe, one foot long from tip to tip. It was enchanted to, and though Raelyse knew not how to do it, emit a brilliant light. It was also the symbol of leadership for a small band of dwarves called the Katuz'Veit. Unfortunately for them, none had seen the axe in a while for they were enslaved by the silver-haired one's group, the Grander's Order. With that not changing soon, extra pocket change was a more than worthy exchange for an ugly and now useless weapon.
The second was a shuriken, which seemed to be perfectly normal until closer inspection was paid to it. The shopkeeper quickly realized from his acumen that it was a brilliant little object. It was freezingly cold, for it was made of ice. And yet, when he picked it up and moved it around between and around his fingers, he knew that it had the aerodynamics and strength of steel. Why would this one want to sell such a fantastic little object? Only when he turned his eyes to the cane he held in his right hand and the sword in his left did he realize.
This one was special.
Both items were acquired on Tanthanas and was ommited from my Level 6 profile update because I intended to sell it, which I am doing now. They were however included in my Level 4 profile (http://www.althanas.com/world/showthread.php?t=783).
The sound of constant criticism had been a fixture down this street in the Bazaar for some time. A young boy carried over his shoulder a large sack that jutted out in various areas. His back threatened to break under the pressure of the bag, which was easily larger than his torso. For some reason though, he followed the silver haired man with the haughty attitude. Because while even the man with the limp was faster than he was, he held more wealth than the boy and all the boys he had ever known. The promise of a gold coin was more than enough to satisfy the boy in his tattered little boots.
When the man finally stopped and ran a hand through his wonderfully well kept silver hair, the boy did as well. He dared not let the bag down though, for he had tried it before and only incurred more wrath. The man took a look down at him, but only for a moment before he scoffed and walked into the store.
The boy took a deep breath and followed him inside, barely making it inside as the door close behind him. He felt the bag lift over his back and watched as the vastly stronger man dropped it on the table.
"How much for these?"
Inside the bag, which the shopkeeper opened were two things.
The first was a small axe, one foot long from tip to tip. It was enchanted to, and though Raelyse knew not how to do it, emit a brilliant light. It was also the symbol of leadership for a small band of dwarves called the Katuz'Veit. Unfortunately for them, none had seen the axe in a while for they were enslaved by the silver-haired one's group, the Grander's Order. With that not changing soon, extra pocket change was a more than worthy exchange for an ugly and now useless weapon.
The second was a shuriken, which seemed to be perfectly normal until closer inspection was paid to it. The shopkeeper quickly realized from his acumen that it was a brilliant little object. It was freezingly cold, for it was made of ice. And yet, when he picked it up and moved it around between and around his fingers, he knew that it had the aerodynamics and strength of steel. Why would this one want to sell such a fantastic little object? Only when he turned his eyes to the cane he held in his right hand and the sword in his left did he realize.
This one was special.
Both items were acquired on Tanthanas and was ommited from my Level 6 profile update because I intended to sell it, which I am doing now. They were however included in my Level 4 profile (http://www.althanas.com/world/showthread.php?t=783).