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Post by Rowan on Aug 6, 2016 14:56:25 GMT -5
Rowan looks pretty pleased with their purchases and is the proud owner of two pretty dresses and a few accessories, a few new more male clothes, a new pair of shoes suitable for either gender clothes and a new bow with spare strings and a good supply of arrows. What will fold goes in their bag and the rest is carried as they wander about.
Hearing the call for wrestling they go to the appointed area and get them self ready by removing axes and jacket. Waiting till their turn.
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Post by Lord Korben of Nightsong on Aug 6, 2016 17:12:34 GMT -5
"Four coppers, huh?" Moria says as she carefully picks up the bundle, looking it over to see the condition of the arrows. If she could see something off, maybe she could haggle down a price.
((Observation - 35))
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 6, 2016 17:20:45 GMT -5
The arrows look fine to her. Four coppers is a bit high but not overly so.
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Post by Lord Korben of Nightsong on Aug 6, 2016 20:10:55 GMT -5
Moria, feeling in a good enough mood, decides to splurge on the arrows anyway, "Sounds good to me. I'll take 'em." She said, reaching to her pockets to hand the woman her 4 coppers. By the sound of things, whatever commoition was calming down behind her, so she decided to head over now and see if she could get some goods outta the shop, or if they'd maybe cut their prices over the incident.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 7, 2016 7:36:55 GMT -5
The young woman running the cart is near Rowan and Old Tom. She smiles with a strained face. "Vegetables?" She asked pleasantly.
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