Post by Deleted on Apr 21, 2016 21:31:15 GMT
Making your way across the marketplace of DweomerStar one day, you see a new face around these parts - a short young man, a druid by the look of him, walks up, accompanied by several animals: a calico-coloured warcat at his left side, a small, white-furred ermine on his shoulder, and a large bull bringing up the rear behind him.
The party comes to a halt at a vacant spot between stalls and the young druid looks around, then nods to himself and shrugs off his well-used backpack. As you watch, he pulls out a sizeable crate from the main portion of the backpack - oh, a handy haversack - hefts it, and plonks it down in front of him. He pulls out a sign and sticks it in the ground to the left of the crate, then pulls out a clipboard, some charcoal and a stool. The ermine hops off onto the crate and looks around as he takes a seat behind it, an easy smile on his face.
The sign reads:
The party comes to a halt at a vacant spot between stalls and the young druid looks around, then nods to himself and shrugs off his well-used backpack. As you watch, he pulls out a sizeable crate from the main portion of the backpack - oh, a handy haversack - hefts it, and plonks it down in front of him. He pulls out a sign and sticks it in the ground to the left of the crate, then pulls out a clipboard, some charcoal and a stool. The ermine hops off onto the crate and looks around as he takes a seat behind it, an easy smile on his face.
The sign reads:
Silver Trinkets
Open for Business - Now Taking Orders
Curious, you decide to check this out. The druid looks up from fussing over the cat as you approach, grinning.
"Hullo!" he greets, raising a hand. "Would you like to make an order?"
It depends on what he's selling, you inform him, gesturing at the distinct lack of goods. Is he some sort of jeweler?
He grins. "Oh, the sign? Just a bit of wordplay. The name's Argent!" He extends his hand to shake. "Wielder of natural and arcane magics, and crafter of wondrous items! I can make 'em in half the time with this little rascal's help." He ruffles the ermine's fur and grins as it trills, then looks up at you again. "Some things only take a quarter of the time, even. See this?"
He points at the exquisitely crafted copper headband resting upon his forehead, the small, yellow 'third eye' glinting in the morning light. Whoever made this certainly knew what they were doing...
Argent's grin widens as you take note of the headband, and he leans back and crosses his arms. "Made it myself, in three days." He holds up three fingers to accentuate the fact.
Hold on... don't those usually take ten to make? And it certainly doesn't look like a rush job...
He smiles at your reaction. "Don't believe me? Then put me to the test. I'm offering my services for 70% market price. Make an order, and if I can make it, I'll get it back to you in at least half the time or your money back! It's a bargain deal!"
He sits up and swipes the stick of charcoal out of the ermine's paws, pulling the clipboard over with his other hand. "So what would you like?"
Open for Business - Now Taking Orders
Hm. There's... nothing on display, though...
Curious, you decide to check this out. The druid looks up from fussing over the cat as you approach, grinning.
"Hullo!" he greets, raising a hand. "Would you like to make an order?"
It depends on what he's selling, you inform him, gesturing at the distinct lack of goods. Is he some sort of jeweler?
He grins. "Oh, the sign? Just a bit of wordplay. The name's Argent!" He extends his hand to shake. "Wielder of natural and arcane magics, and crafter of wondrous items! I can make 'em in half the time with this little rascal's help." He ruffles the ermine's fur and grins as it trills, then looks up at you again. "Some things only take a quarter of the time, even. See this?"
He points at the exquisitely crafted copper headband resting upon his forehead, the small, yellow 'third eye' glinting in the morning light. Whoever made this certainly knew what they were doing...
Argent's grin widens as you take note of the headband, and he leans back and crosses his arms. "Made it myself, in three days." He holds up three fingers to accentuate the fact.
Hold on... don't those usually take ten to make? And it certainly doesn't look like a rush job...
He smiles at your reaction. "Don't believe me? Then put me to the test. I'm offering my services for 70% market price. Make an order, and if I can make it, I'll get it back to you in at least half the time or your money back! It's a bargain deal!"
He sits up and swipes the stick of charcoal out of the ermine's paws, pulling the clipboard over with his other hand. "So what would you like?"