Oni

The young woman seemed at ease in her shop, which did help assuage his discomfort, but not much. He straightened up some, but still did not meet the shopkeeper's gaze. "For sure, I need a perfect quality Loot Die trinket. If you know any performers who can record a song of Familiar Sight, that would be a huge help as well, plus a Pheromone. I'm good on weapons for now, but I definitely need a set of heavy armor with two slots of Heavy Momentum and probably one of Recovery..." He did his best to run through his mental checklist, scrunching up his face as he racked his brain. "I will also want a

It was late into the afternoon when a diminutive man in a knit cap slouched into the shop, hands in pockets. He cleared his throat roughly to get the shopkeeper's attention, his eyes cast sidelong at the wall. This is stupid... I hate asking for help... "Hey," he began hesitantly, still avoiding eye contact. "I've heard around town that you sometimes cut new customers deals. I don't have much cash, but I need a basic outfit of some sort. Something to keep me up and fighting out in the wilderness." It was uncomfortable even asking, and it showed in the scowl on his features. The words

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