Weapon Shop

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"Sure, 150 Florins, please." Spoke the shopkeeper as he took the three throwing daggers from the wall and handed them to Blake. He took the money.

(50 Florins remain)

"Thank you kind sir. " Blake said while he was walking away throwing his coin purse over his shoulder.

Blake walked into the weapons shop and said to the shop keeper, "I'll take two of those throwing knives please."

Ezekiel had returned, although not for the weapon he wanted before, he had been seeking the rare Templare Stella. They were stealth throwing stars. A templar asset. "Sir, nice to see your again. I would like to buy 2 Templare Stella. He would say.

The shopkeeper sold the items required to each of the customers.
"Come again!"

He looks at the shop owner. Grazia. I will need this.

He said.

A cloaked figure entered the shop, putting down their hood as they approached, to reveal the face of a young woman. Ceserine Messilini was a woman of noble birth, with elegant, pale features and short dark hair. She walked with the grace and poise befitting the class she was born into, and was the last person you would expect to see in a weapons shop.

"Good morning." She greeted the shopkeeper politely, "I would like two short daggers and a pair of throwing knives, please."

The shopkeeper witnessed the entry of who should probably have been part of royalty, and someone of much lower caliber. He hesitatingly handed over the items and deducted the appropriate money.

(Sky: -500)
(Kam: -250)

Ceserine glanced at the man who had walked in. He was wearing similar dress to her in terms of its class and expense, but there was something about him that made her uneasy. He had a sort of aura around him, like anyone who got to close would regret it. Normally, she would have picked the pockets to anyone so smartly dressed, but something about this man just man her pick up and put away her items, curtseying politely to the shopkeeper,

"Merci, Monsieur." She said, before turning, putting back up her hood, and leaving the shop.