streak101
08-23-07, 08:47 PM
When he normally ventured to the bazaar, Banda usually sought out to seek for a new weapon, to sharpen his boomerang, maybe even buy a nice shield. At other times, he came to sell the few things he acquired during his travels, selling various items of no importance to him to a shopkeep. However, today the young mercenary came to the bazaar seeking something different.
His leather chest piece was tattered, and filled with holes from the various wounds he has taken, and the shirt under shared the damage. His moccasin boots were dirty, and clung to his feet like wet newspaper, his pants torn and shredded, barely holding themselves together. His gloves were damaged beyond repair looking nothing like gloves and better resembled two rags. His bandana was the only thing undamaged.
Banda entered the clothing store, removing his bandana for courtesy. The shop contained many articles of clothing, but none of them interested the mercenary. Just as Banda was about to leave the shop, he spotted something out of the corner of his eye. It was an entire outfit, complete with shoes. It began with a black shirt under a grey short jacket that had no sleeves and looked like it would go down to the end of the wearer's rib cage. Along with these two pieces, was a pair of black pants, and a pair of grey boots. All of these items were placed in seperate transparent plastic bags, and attached to each other. There was a tag on each of these bags, stating that the items were all fashioned from leather.
Banda took the items, and placed them on top of a counter where the shopkeep usually stood to barter, Banda cleared his throat and said, "I'd like to purchase this entire outfit, do you have a pair of black fingerless gloves to go with this by any chance?"
His leather chest piece was tattered, and filled with holes from the various wounds he has taken, and the shirt under shared the damage. His moccasin boots were dirty, and clung to his feet like wet newspaper, his pants torn and shredded, barely holding themselves together. His gloves were damaged beyond repair looking nothing like gloves and better resembled two rags. His bandana was the only thing undamaged.
Banda entered the clothing store, removing his bandana for courtesy. The shop contained many articles of clothing, but none of them interested the mercenary. Just as Banda was about to leave the shop, he spotted something out of the corner of his eye. It was an entire outfit, complete with shoes. It began with a black shirt under a grey short jacket that had no sleeves and looked like it would go down to the end of the wearer's rib cage. Along with these two pieces, was a pair of black pants, and a pair of grey boots. All of these items were placed in seperate transparent plastic bags, and attached to each other. There was a tag on each of these bags, stating that the items were all fashioned from leather.
Banda took the items, and placed them on top of a counter where the shopkeep usually stood to barter, Banda cleared his throat and said, "I'd like to purchase this entire outfit, do you have a pair of black fingerless gloves to go with this by any chance?"