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[Sirus]

Gregor poked around the wagon, dropping off his weapons and picking up the two Iron Lances, the Shortbow, the Flux tome, and the Iron Sword.

: "Anyone know where you can sell this stuff? I don't think we'll need it going forward, unless anyone has any objections."

[Haspen]

@Gregor:

"Weapons at the smithy, the magic book at magic shop?"

[Sirus]

: "Well, that makes sense I guess."

Gregor walked to the smithy's and asked him how much the man would pay for the weapons.

[Haspen]

@Gregor:

The weaponsmith looked the weapons over.

"Eeeh, the bow is almost done for, but this lance looks like new... Four hundred."

[Sirus]

: "Come on now, the lance alone is worth more than half that. Make it 500?"

[Haspen]

@Gregor:

"Hmph... well, you're right about it! But I still have to profit on it. 450!"

[CrimsonEon]

: "Huh, with this kind of balance, you're right." Looking to an open clearing, Olison raised the new axe, and with a moment's preparation threw it outwards. After a few meters, the axe hooked around at blinding speed and buried itself into a nearby tree.
: "Hah. That'll take some practice"

[Sirus]

@ Smithy

: "Fair enough. Deal."

Hand over the items in question, take the money, go to the magic shop and ask how much for the Flux tome.

[Furtuka]

Derick looked over to the entrance of the wagon, where over the past few minutes a pile of weapons that were being tossed in had formed while hands occasionally reached in and groped around until grabbing an item off the rack and pulling it out.

"Uh. Do... you think something's going on out there?"

[Haspen]

@Gregor:

"Hmm, it's in quite good condition. I will re-sell it in few days. I can give two hundred."

[Sirus]

Gregor, of course, had no idea what tomes were worth. Sounded like a good price though.

: "I'll take it, thank you."

After selling the tome, he returned to the wagon with an extra 650 gold for the pot and picked up his weapons again (Steel Lance, Steel Javelin, and Killer Lance, lest ye forgot).

[Furtuka]

Noticing the weapon pile being pulled out, Derick stuck his head out of the curtain.

"Hello?"

[Sirus]

: "Derick? What are you doing in there?"

[Furtuka]

"Talking to Raquel. You?"

[Haspen]

"Talking, huh?" Anja whistled right away.