Cha0s Gaming - Ravenhold Square

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{Shopping with Shadzaar in the market.} No, I need dates.

…what the fuck’s a date?

A small fruit. {Checking his basket for the sixth time.}

Oh… {Picks teeth with a claw.} What they look like?

{Makes a gesture with his fingers to show the size of one.} They are small, usually darkly coloured.

{Lazily looking around at nearby buildings with displays.} “Darkly coloured” sounds pretty broad, Chef.

{He playfully pushes the scaled one‘s shoulder.} There are some nearby; I can smell them.

Hells, I don’t doubt it. {He slides his hands into his pockets.} You can smell what the peoples up on the hill are cooking a day before they even start heating it up.

…unless it’s about to rain. {He finally locates the store with dates.} Oh, here they are.

Thank fuck. {Makes an exasperated sigh.}

Language. There are children around.

Hello again. What do you need?

I am in need of a pound of dates.

{Looking off in the distance, wishing he was plowing or being plowed by Oz.}

It'll be four copper

{Fishes out the copper.} Here you go, and thank you.

Of course.

Oh wait… do you have any kale or lettuce?

As a matter of fact I do.

I would like four pounds, please.

Each?

Da, please.

{After taking a stroll down the path to the city, Archie finally arrives. And then he begins sightseeing.}

{Enters the blacksmith shop.} Greetings, my good fellow! {Tips the rim of his hat.} I’m in the market for a particular item.

What kind of item?

A type of blade; easily concealed. {He taps the side of his cane.} A possible friend showed interest in having one of their own.

Not sure how I can do that.

Hmm… {Strokes beard.} Perhaps if I bring you the materials?

Maybe. Hold on a moment. *goes to the back*

I could fashion a hidden blade for about 25gp.

Splendid! {He hands over the twenty-five gold.} I suppose just… send word when it’s ready?

Give me a moment and you can take it with you.

Oh? Well then, I’ll be right here.

*returns with the sword* Here ya are lad.

{He chuckles.} Lad? My friend, I’m *much* older than you. {He gratefully takes the sword.} Unless you’re of some… arcane lineage.

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But whatever the case, thank you for your services. {He tips five gold.} Goodnight, smithy. {Then he exits to begin his trip up the hill.} (edited)