"180, and you aren't accepting bids just on a single item, correct?"
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"180, and you aren't accepting bids just on a single item, correct?"
"Thats corret my fine fox. This is a bundle!"
"200!" Cellar's tiny voice struggled to rise above the chaos.
"210" came an answering bid.
"And our vixen friend is the winner!"
Out of Character:
Flash Potion:
This is a peculiar mix of chemicals inside a small round glass bottle. When thrown it explodes in a flash of light, blinding anyone caught looking at it for a brief period (one post strong effect, weak effect for another two posts). The downside, you can only carry one of these bad boys a day, so use it wisely! (One use a day, another one is given the next day from ‘The Supplier’)
Red Maiden's Cloth:
This length of cloth looks like a normal crimson scarf. However, when wrapped around a wound it will instantly fuse around the skin and stop the bleeding as well as numbing pain and restoring most of any lost mobility. The cloth is a metre long, and twenty centimetres wide, making it good for covering wounds to the arms or legs. A gentle pull by the person in which it is wrapped around will loosen it, as well as when the wound heals or the person dies.
Fire Potion:
This mix of chemicals ignites to form a small radius of fire for a metre around where it is thrown. It is more than capable of setting flammable things within that metre on fire. Otherwise, the flames will last a short period (two posts) before burning out. Should this get on someone, it would do quite a large amount of damage. This is a single use item.
Healing Potion:
This potion is able to head serious wounds in a matter of seconds. Bones mend, flesh heals, but limbs do not re-attach. This is a single use item.
Please link to this post as proof of purchase. Gold has been deducted.
"Next up my find customers, a fabled item from those mysterious monks of the Citadel. No need to ask how we got this, lets just say we did."
Justified Scythe:
This quill used to belong to one of the high level monks in the citadel who had taken a vow of silence. When that monk passed away the quill, which for a life time had been the conduit for every word of the monk, was passed from monk to monk. So with it, this quill copied thousands of words, from dozens of hands until finally it was imbued with a special power. Once a day the quill can write (on any surface, even the air) a single world of an intimate object and summon a two by two metre amount of it. For example, if you write sand, then sand shall appear in a square in front of you. If you write water, then water shall appear. This also works for certain types of energy, such as fire, light and even sound. Only metal does not appear when written. Once summoned, then the block appear, then take whatever action the material would normal do. Sand would spill and spread out, water drain away, fire burns out, sound dissipate (quite loudly) and so on.
"Starting bid, 300!"
"300!" Called Talen.
A vine-knit finger rose into the air. "Four-hundred."
"Five hundred!" I shouted with glee. Oh the things I could invent with that.
"Six 'undred!"
"Seven!"