Inside of a busy town was a small shop owned by a goblin named Kronlke. He sold the finest weapons, armor, and items for the hunters, and was waiting for his next customer
Gawain walked up to the goblin and leans forward,”Hey, what do you have for sale?” Gawain ask the goblin.
Kronlke would point to his weapon collection. "Everything on the wall is for sale, buy a gun and get some ammo for free"
“I will take the Flintlock Pistol,” He said as he point at the pistol on wall. He then pulled out the 50 gold he need, before he realize he have no more gold then that.
"It'll cost you 20 gold, you sure you want to buy it?" he asked
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“Probably, some light bullets for the pistol,” Gawain said while pulling out some gold,”By the way, can you tell me about people that need help,” Gawain said,”Like, hunting something.”
"Keep in mind your flintlock will take up the same space as you Revolver" he said, waiting for Gawain's approval of the item
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“I’m okay with that,” Gawain said while putting his hand forward to shake the goblin’s hand.
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((Sorry, still getting used to this.))
He took 20 coins and handed him the Flintlock. "Anything else?"
“No thank you,” He then let out a joyful laugh,”Hope your business don’t crash and burn!” He then nod his head to the goblin,”Have a good day.”
He nodded, going to talk to the Blacksmith
Cervantes walked into the store, his eyes surveying all the equipment in the store.
"I'll make it quick," he spoke to the goblin. "I'm going to need a set of leather armor, three health potions, a syringe, and..." He pulled out his foot and a half long iron hammer, at his side. "Going for...something to match. Maybe another hammer. Not quite sure. How much will that run me?"
"I'll make it quick," he spoke to the goblin. "I'm going to need a set of leather armor, three health potions, a syringe, and..." He pulled out his foot and a half long iron hammer, at his side. "Going for...something to match. Maybe another hammer. Not quite sure. How much will that run me?"
Cervantes nodded, his eyes drifting to a pepperbox. "Hmm. Okay. That. That then. I'll take that thing and as many bullets as you can give me."
Cervantes would quickly count out the approximate amount of coins requested by the Goblin. "Cheers," he said, taking the items. "I'll see you around, and thanks," he said, adorning the items.
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