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Post by Zeffa! on Sept 26, 2005 19:40:24 GMT -8
"Hey Boss! How's this look?" he asked, coming out from the back room. Zephyr laughed loudly at the golem, who in turn laughed himself. Patches was wearing a large crimson red tri-corner hat, with a blue and white plume in it, A patch over one eye, and dressed in a long matching red overcoat that extended down to his knees. He had mariner-style boots, and a large cutlass in one hand. He was dressed as a pirate.
"I think You should stick with it," the elf replied with a smirk. "Aye matey, I think I'll be doin' just that." Patches gave his best pirate accent, which still needed work. *Once again they both laughed at the rediculousness of the situation.*
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Post by Zeffa! on Oct 2, 2005 1:33:32 GMT -8
(( YOU KNOW YOU PEOPLE CAN FEEL FREE TO BROWSE ANY TIME!!! *loads harpoon* ))
*Zephyr handed a hand crossbow to a gnome, who in turn handed the elf a small pouch of coins for it. The gnome had begun to walk off when Zephyr gave patches a nod, motioning to the gnome. The cheery golem, still masquerading as a pirate captain, walked over and picked up the small creature byt he back of his jacket.*
"You must have misheard what I said I'm afraid," said the elf in a sly tone, walking over to the dangling gnome. "That price was in gold." he replied, pulling a hand out of the pouch, revealing a handful of brownish coins. "Not copper."
*the gnome, having been caught, laughed about the silly mistake, assuring Zephyr that it was just a misunderstanding, and that next time he should speak louder and more clearly about the price. Zephyr humored the creature, and accepted the gold as payment. Patches let the bugger down, and gave a smile to Zeph.*
(( since I can't triple post.. I'll just uh.. lengthen this one))
*Zephyr began gathering up pouches of items, potions, alchemical creations.. thunderstones seemed to be a big hit. Sun rods, Glowing stones, stones that flew around a for a short while then stopped, etc.*
"Whatcha doing boss?" asked patches with a curious grin. "Free samples.. business is slow, so i thought i'd show some of the fun stuff to the pixies.. Things will get so chaotic that people will be storming over to buy weapons.. " joked the elf.
"Huh? You're.. making trouble? " asked the golem, missing it completely. "Sigh.. it was a joke." "Oh.. HA!" *zephyr sghs, and walks out of the store for a moment, while patches minds the shop.*
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Post by Dark Beauty on Oct 11, 2005 10:53:37 GMT -8
A tiny sugarfairy walks into the place and looks around with her huge, bright eyes. "Hey... what's all this, then?" Her voice is one of a three year old... and not to mention the fact that she was two inches tall... it was squeaky to say the least. She carried with her a very large silver spoon.
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Post by Thistle on Oct 11, 2005 13:42:15 GMT -8
Bartholomew strolled into the shop a bright if somewhat stupid smile on his face. He glanced about the room and his gaze fell first onto the swords and secondly onto the ity bity figure on the floor carrying a spoon. "Well what do we have here? Another one?"
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Post by Zeffa! on Oct 11, 2005 14:33:35 GMT -8
*While the elf was out, the pirate-garbed flesh golem stood behind the counter. He had a very cheery smile.* "yar, Ahoy there! Be there anything I can getcha?" he asked in a false pirate accent, tipping his feathered tri-corner hat.
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Post by Dark Beauty on Oct 11, 2005 15:17:58 GMT -8
The sugarfairy looks at the creature with a look of sheer terror. "What be you, then?" Her voice was even more squeaky than before, and she held her spoon with a deathgrip.
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Post by Zeffa! on Oct 11, 2005 17:29:34 GMT -8
"Did I scare you?" he asked, no longer pretending to be a pirate. He lowered the eyepatch and hat from his head, and smiled gleefully at the itty bitty Sugar.*
"My name's Patches. If you need anything, lemme know..." he said helpfully, giving her an honest smile.
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Post by Sorrows on Oct 11, 2005 22:50:01 GMT -8
A youthful human walked into the establishment, his eyes immediately scanning around the objects around the interior. He was clad in a soldier's armor, basic bronze and leather, and carried a worn scabbard in his hand with a sword hilt protuding out. He looked like a fairly skilled warrior, like a foot soldier's attire, but he carried himself more fluently. He stepped around the other patron in the doorway and over the small creature upon the floor (which he hadn't noticed, but didn't step on; luckily) and towards the counter, his eyes still scanning around.
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Post by Dark Beauty on Oct 12, 2005 10:53:10 GMT -8
Sugarplum looks about at all of the creatures, her big eyes getting even wider. "They all be big men... my sugar cubes and silver spoons!" She flutters over to the other side of the shelf that she had been standing on to examine a keg of ale...
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Post by Zeffa! on Oct 12, 2005 14:10:02 GMT -8
*The golem smiled as the newcomer came in, his mind wandering off whatever trouble the cute little being was getting into.* "Hello there! Welcome to the Emporium!" he said in cheerful greeting.
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Post by Sorrows on Oct 12, 2005 14:17:56 GMT -8
The stranger glanced down towards the greeting voice. His eyes widened slightly to the outward apearance of the worker, but it didn't change what he came here to do. "I was hired by the military to scout out any establishments where I might acquire any items of powerful prowess to aid their campaign." He said it bluntly and methodically, with no emotion of his own. It was only his job, not any concern of his.
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Post by Zeffa! on Oct 12, 2005 14:21:00 GMT -8
"Methedolical.. right.. Whatcha need..?" asked patches, not losing his happy smile. "We got swords.. armor.. um.. shields, staves, potions, rings, random magical junk.. What kinda job d'ya nee done?"
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Post by Sorrows on Oct 12, 2005 14:24:52 GMT -8
"The extent of my contract did not give me specific details, only to obtain any objects that are found to be.. 'useful' to the campaign. So, to avoid needless searching, would you happen to note anything in particular in your inventory that might fit the description?" He stood now only a foot from the counter, his armor-clad arms crossed across his chest, and his face empty, as one stares at a wall when nothing better to do.
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Post by Zeffa! on Oct 12, 2005 14:30:12 GMT -8
"Well.. I suppose.. But what kind of powerful..?" His eyes gazed up at the ceiling, looking through the inventory in his mind. Two fingers struck the palm of the other hand as he listed off items. "We have.. enchanted swords, a few anyway.. explosion potions, dont drink those.. We have Wands and scrolls, but ya have to know how to use things like that.. " he explained, listing off items in his head.
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Post by Thistle on Oct 12, 2005 17:49:51 GMT -8
*Patches frowned, seeing that the soldier needed some thought. He looked Bart over for a moment.* "What kind of armor is it? "
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