jbear
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Relic walks back into the shop a day later looking rather sheepishly as he approaches the counter. Clearing his throat he says:
"Good day ser, I pray you'll forgive my deplorable behaviour yesterday. I hope you can find it in yourself to not hold it against me in our dealings now and in the future. I promise it will not happen again."
As Relic drops his weighty purse upon the counter and begins scanning the Pearl's wares, all is forgiven and forgotten.
"Do you have an armour light enough for someone as frail as myself, one that would not hinder my movements overly or my spell casting, but strong enough to offer my body a hardy protection from ... oh, I don't know ... a stray hammer blow? Rosewood you say ...? Just sold yesterday before I came in? The Wind blows dust in my face at every turn. A magical leather armor? Why that should be fine. How much did you say it was?"
After much discussion Relic hands of nearly all his wealth, his crossbow and ammo and a wand in exchange for a suit of magical leather armor, a pearl and a ring. Weighing his his now very light bag of coins he eyes up the shelve filled with scrolls ...
Relic reenters about half an hour later blushing deeply. He gathers his courage ignoring the shokeepers reark of 'What is it this time?' and clears his throat:
"I have it on good authority that it is an awful idea that I attempt to cast spell in such cumbersome attire, and he's promised not to hit me again and given me a barbacued cat on a stick as way of apology for the whole affair... so ... I was wondering if you had something lighter ... even more portable? What? Keep my armor ... in a wand you say! By the Wind ser, you are a genius! Do you have such a wand? You do! May the Wind blow gently upon your sweet little face!"
"Good day ser, I pray you'll forgive my deplorable behaviour yesterday. I hope you can find it in yourself to not hold it against me in our dealings now and in the future. I promise it will not happen again."
As Relic drops his weighty purse upon the counter and begins scanning the Pearl's wares, all is forgiven and forgotten.
"Do you have an armour light enough for someone as frail as myself, one that would not hinder my movements overly or my spell casting, but strong enough to offer my body a hardy protection from ... oh, I don't know ... a stray hammer blow? Rosewood you say ...? Just sold yesterday before I came in? The Wind blows dust in my face at every turn. A magical leather armor? Why that should be fine. How much did you say it was?"
After much discussion Relic hands of nearly all his wealth, his crossbow and ammo and a wand in exchange for a suit of magical leather armor, a pearl and a ring. Weighing his his now very light bag of coins he eyes up the shelve filled with scrolls ...
Relic reenters about half an hour later blushing deeply. He gathers his courage ignoring the shokeepers reark of 'What is it this time?' and clears his throat:
"I have it on good authority that it is an awful idea that I attempt to cast spell in such cumbersome attire, and he's promised not to hit me again and given me a barbacued cat on a stick as way of apology for the whole affair... so ... I was wondering if you had something lighter ... even more portable? What? Keep my armor ... in a wand you say! By the Wind ser, you are a genius! Do you have such a wand? You do! May the Wind blow gently upon your sweet little face!"
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