There was some rustling and creaking from the back, and then Jim emerged from the back room, toting a package bundled in brown sackcloth and wrapped in string. "Well, here you go young man," the storekeep said brightly, handing the package over to Forge. "That'll be a single gold crown."
Then he turned to Dorian. "So young man, does the dagger test to your satisfaction? It's magic, sure as I've said, and now maybe you'll believe Ol' Jim next time he tells you a tale?"
"And you, miss," he addresses Miriah, "Have you considered my offer? It's open to any of you, if you happen to be mages."
Then he turned to Dorian. "So young man, does the dagger test to your satisfaction? It's magic, sure as I've said, and now maybe you'll believe Ol' Jim next time he tells you a tale?"
"And you, miss," he addresses Miriah, "Have you considered my offer? It's open to any of you, if you happen to be mages."