The man's glasses threaten to slide off the end of the man's considerable snout as he gives Uulark a thorough once-over. "Yes, yes... of course you'll be needing something with distance." He turns quickly into a back room and reappears a moment later with the items in question, setting them gently on the counter top. "Ain't nothin' special about this one. It's a bit used, but it'll get the job done as good as anything new as long as your aim is good." He slides it across the counter to Uulark for inspection. "Thirty gold for that one, unless you're wantin' something a bit
nicer," he says with a raised eyebrow.
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The fight in the cage continues as the group ponders over the smaller man's fate. Again the over-sized launches him into the far wall of the cage, where he promptly scuttles into the corner and turns his back in defense. The large man takes the opportunity to play to the crowd, and turns to face them with his hands in the air. The audience answers with cheers and pleas of violence.
[sblock=Talashia]You're not convinced he's out of it yet, as he's doing something with his hands in the corner. You can't see what his fingers are doing, but something about the way he's moving his arms is familiar.[/sblock]
"I got 'im now," the brute says, and turns to finally finish the job. As he reaches down to lift the other from the hey-strewn floor, the small man makes a quick, almost imperceptible* sign in the air before landing a solid right hook to the beast's chin.
The crowd erupts as the large man stumbles backward into the cage, and then falls face first into a wet mound of hey. The audience counts in unison, as the skinny man jumps up and down with his hands raised in victory.
*[sblock=Talashia]
He's spellcasting! After seeing the symbol he traced in the air, you're allowed a spellcraft check, which you passed. He cast
Bull's Strength[/sblock]