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[F.O.E.]

Myzen sighed with relief as the group headed into town, he'd been forcing himself to be calm in front of the newbies; his helmet really helped in that regard. He knew there probably wouldn't be anything good but he decided to check out the weapon shop anyway.

[Swordstar]

Taking the lockpicks, Riona nodded at the shopkeeper and headed out. As she did, she spotted Myzen heading into one of the shops, so she followed after him.

[Blade Master Model 42]

Myzen found a number of weapon shops, mostly divided by type. The lance store was quickly identified and entered.

Slim Lance: 450
Iron Lance: 300
Iron Javelin: 650

It also did not have an amazing amount of stock.

[Xanmyral]

Xoddahs grunted in agreement with Gecko. "Guess he wasn't being suspicious. This game screws with my intuition."

"I'm going to guess that there won't be anything but more people and disappointment further ahead. I'm going to see if I can find some better armor or something if we're doing this ironman run."

Xoddahs gives up his apparently baseless paranoia and looks around to see if armor is a thing this game sells. He's unsure though, due to the lack of item slot for it. Strange.

[Swordstar]

Walking up behind Myzen, Riona shook her head.

"Not many options, huh?"

[F.O.E.]

"No, there's not many." His surprise was concealed by his helmet and more forced calm. "How am I supposed to afford any of this anyway? We might actually have to grind for gold..."

[Lucus Casius]

"Yeah, okay.  I'll go check out the bows.  Tell me if you find anything worth buying."

Though doubting his chances of finding anything that might be considered much of an improvement over his current stringstick in this terrible excuse for a town, he goes looking for a bowyer.

[Swordstar]

"Well, uhm, you can... you can sell your amulet. For 500 gold... Which uhm... happened to be how much lockpicks were?"

[Blade Master Model 42]

There was no armor, but there was magic!

Fire: 500
Lightning: 500
Flux: 500

Bows were also available. Kind of.

Iron Bow: 300
Training Bow: 450

[Lucus Casius]

"I fucking hate this game."

[F.O.E.]

"Oh, really?" Was Myzen's immediate response. However, once he thought about it for more than a second he was clearly concerned.

"You really didn't... did you?" A quick glance at her inventory told him yes, she had. He pulled up his menu and sent Riona a trade request, his amulet for trade.

"Just accept the trade. I don't need the amulet."

[Swordstar]

Riona shrunk back a little at Myzen's reaction, shaking her head.

"I just... I thought that we would need them. That they would be helpful. And... and I can't take your amulet. I chose to sell mine. I... I'll be ok without it."

[F.O.E.]

Myzen frowned.

"Just... take it."

"As one of the Veterans it's sorta my duty to keep the newbies safe. PKers usually strike out of nowhere so you'll be better off with it since you're a squishy."

[kj1225]

Sol is tending to her horse. Yes, she does know it doesn't actually need tending. She just likes doing it.

[Swordstar]

"N... no. I won't. If I take it and then you get hurt, I'd feel terrible. So no. I won't take it. I made my decision and I'll be ok."

She declined the trade and crossed her arms, clearly not planning on changing her mind.