Not quite turn 104.5Wait for his answer, and head down for his mother-in-law's house if he says yes. Otherwise, make another offer for a combined price of 150 on the two items, then 200 if 150 isn't good enough.
"Can you throw in a helmet with that breastplate for an extra 50?"”Er… 200 for the lot, my good friend. But first, you can take the groinplate and deal with the mother-in-law...”Strapping on his shiny new groinplate, Whiz shuffles on down the road to the yellow doored houes. Covered in bandages and with an incredibly shiny groin, he is very slightly conspicuous, and fairly terrifying to behold.
Groin Protection Acquired: Whiz:
Steel GroinplateLoot a buckler and several bottles. Break and attach bottle to buckler edges, forming buckler of sharp death.
Sylvanna feloniously loots about in the scrapheap of weaponry, and chances across a buckler, as well as several bottles! She gets down to smashing them into jagged pointy bits and vaguely attaching them to the edges of the buckler.
...She is
immensely pleased at the end result.
Item Acquired: Sylvanna the Felonious:
Buckler of Sharp DeathDitch the heavy rocks. Go pawn all but one set of lingerie. Take money to the Ye Olde Magicck Robe and Wand Shoppe.
Tackov realises he has been carrying a pile of heavy rocks in his inventory for
ages. He almost wondered what the hell they were doing in his pockets, but suddenly realised he was naked, and that he'd just been carrying them in his arms all the way round the mountains and back again. He feels a bit of an eejit, but not for long – chucking them on the floor, he strides into the nearest pawn shop, and gets out his lingerie.
The pawnshopkeeper is completely naked, his eyes glazed over and his mouth drooling, as they typically are, but he snaps out of it in a flash when he sees Tackov's lingerie. A few moments of semi-hard bargaining later, and Tackov walks out of the shop with only one set of solid gold lingerie and one bag full of
...3150 solid gold real yuros.
He heads over to Ye Olde Magicck Robe and Wand Shoppe – he's in luck, in that the chain has just recently opened a Nirila branch and is pretty well stocked, it appears.
The shopkeeper wonders what he might like.
”What might you like, goode sir?”"Hm. What is your cheapest available axe?"
In the axe shop, Gervedder has just seriously disappointed the saleswoman.
”Hmm, I see. Not a connoisseur of... fine axes then,” she says, seriously disappointed.
”Well, I have a standard shiny axe for 5 yuros, but it doesn't do anything special. Just kind of chops.”She looks wistfully at the messenger.
”You know, I've just had a fresh stock of Flaming Axes of Death? Normally a grand, but I'd do you one for 900 yuros, cash? Or a masterwork one for a grand? They're easier to hit with.”Whirlwind Rage I!
Not far from the pawnshop there is suddenly an outbreak of enraged screaming!
Then Bukkar joins in, and screams back at the raging ladypensioners!
Bukkar irritated! Whirlwind rage!...Getting to his feet and properly confronting the hags, he spins in a whirlwind of blurry motion, and suddenly one old biddy's face is flying through the air, and another's chest is severed!
The remaining old women flee!
Unfortunately, two of the nearby townwatchmen approach, one speaking up.
”Oi there, did you just fatally slice off that old lady's face, mister?”Action: BACK TO THE TEMPLE OF SEF
Not having enough yuros to have a satisfactory post-adventure shopping trippe, Lady Foxglove Vainglorious the Third heads through town back to Crikeyface Jack’s place to find the portal back to the second level of the Temple of Sef, as this would certainly be much quicker than traipsing though the first level again, which although cleared, was cleared, what, a week ago at least, so would probably realistically be full of zombies again.
With any of her comrades who care to follow her, Lady Foxglove strides confidently into Crikeyface Jack's men's room.
Ignoring the urinators, she beholds the sparkling portal.
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