07-13-2014, 04:45 AM
"Thank you so much I'Karis, this really means a lot to me." Astien gushed. The elven man simply rolled his eyes. "Another thing I needed, I need to know where to get some quality daggers." I'Karis raised his eyebrow. "You never mentioned that in your letter." He eyed Cormac's dagger. "But, if he's your assistant, I suppose he'd better be able to defend you too. Especially in your delicate condition, heh heh." He approached Cormac. "Where'd you learn to hold 'em, boy? I can tell, you've never had lessons. No, no you learned through necessity. Through the need to defend yourself. Looking lean and hungry... Yes, you learned the hard way. Through the need to survive." He circled the young man, looking him up and down. "Some dagger you've got there. Can it even cut butter?" He examined his posture. "Stance could use some work. Potential, though. Certainly potential. Yes, I can see great things from you." He took a step back, still eying him.
"Well, here's what I can do for you. I've got an old pair of daggers I've been looking to sell. Recently traded up, y'see." He pulled out a dagger, matching the one he had been twirling earlier. They were very well-crafted, the work of a master. Recently sharpened, from the look of them. The handles looked a bit worn, but all in all they were an incredible pair. Certainly they would fetch a high price. "Whaddya say, kid? These look good to you?"
"Well, here's what I can do for you. I've got an old pair of daggers I've been looking to sell. Recently traded up, y'see." He pulled out a dagger, matching the one he had been twirling earlier. They were very well-crafted, the work of a master. Recently sharpened, from the look of them. The handles looked a bit worn, but all in all they were an incredible pair. Certainly they would fetch a high price. "Whaddya say, kid? These look good to you?"
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