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@Chris:

The knights mounted their horses and the serial killer was flung over one of the larger mounts.

"Tell me more about the murder scene. Which bar it was?"

@Seyena:

"Right." The woman shifted on the chair, which creaked painfully loudly.

"So why are you here? Are you looking for poison, cursed staves, books on forbidden romances, books of dark magic, or something else?"

@Gregor:

"Deal." The weaponsmith took Gregor's weapons, the extra cash and then handed him the heavier versions of lances he sold.

@Gregor:

The weaponsmith looked the iron lances over and then shrugged.

"I'm gonna offer ya four hundred for both of these."

@Chris:

"Aye, a pity. There are seven ladies, well, eight now, who died by his daggers. There were fifty pieces of Deynastian platinum of bounty for his head, that's almost two thousand in gold. Can you come with us to the garrison? We ned to file in a report and then of course give you the reward."

@Seyena:

Seyena got inside the 'Mooncat' shop. The pale maiden behind the counter grumbled and rubbed her forehead.

"Apologies. Your holiness blinded me for a moment."

@Charlotte:

"Hehe, I have lots of... things. The jewelry... Heh, actually I think it will be better to just show you my... price list."

Restore (3/10): 700
Element Ring: 2000
Yotsmungand (8/20): 1600
Steel Knife (22/30): 600
Elixir (1/3): 500
Angelic Cloth: 2500
Hellfire (9/20): 1100
Elysian Whip: 4000
Axereaver (11/20): 1000
Poison Crossbow (17/40): 650
Veteran's Lance (14/20): 1400
Energy Ring: 2400

@Gregor:

"Allright."

Steel Sword: 300
Steel Lance: 350
Steel Blade: 350
Steel Knife: 300
Steel Spear: 400
Steel Javelin: 450
Steel Rapier: 400
Steel Great Lance: 750

@Seyena:

"You mean that simplest one used by acolytes? I have three of them! Two hundred and fifty coins each."

@Tantallos:

"Am I selling Worm tome? Son, I'm a honest scribe, I don't sell the dark magic books!"

@Chris:

The ring did help. When Chris jumped over the wall, the murderer was several metres ahead of his, turning around the corner. When Chris got there, the suspect was few metres closer. The man panicked and turned left at next split of the alleys, too late noticing that he picked wrong and the alley was going right toward a main road.

When the alley opened into the road, Chris had the murderer's hood in arm's reach. Unfortunately, a group of knights was speeding down the road and one of them crashed right into the murderer. The knight fell onto the cobblestone road as the horse crushed the murderer under itself.

"What the hell is happening here!?" The captain of the cavalry unit, a man in his thirties with bald head glared at Chris as two of his soldiers dismounted the horse to help their fellow man to stand up, and two others went toward the horse to help the trapped, hooded guy.

@Gregor:

The shop was weaponsmith's shop. Just behind the counter there was an anvil and at nearby pillar, various metalworking tools were hanging on small hooks. The furnace was cold, and the bearded man behind it clapped his hands and grinned widely, showing off two golden teeth.

"Aye this must be my lucky day how can I serva ya son are you looking for something particular today?" The weaponsmith spoke quickly and without pause to even breathe.

@Chris:

The alley leading to the back of the building was blocked with several crates and barrels stacked on each other.

The door wasn't locked. With strong enough push, Chris opened the door and a chair that was blocking the knob fell onto the floor with a thud.

The spy saw large pool of giant red liquid on the floor and several broken bottles. At left side, he had bottle shelves and several barrels. On right side, a counter, and behind the counter, a rather young looking, red-haired woman was sitting on a chair. And considering the shiny steel dagger plunged in her neck, the stains on her green dress surely weren't just wine.

Suddenly, Chris heard someone cursing and some hasty footsteps, and then, a door in the back of the building was closed with loud thud.

Charlotte:

"Here ya go lass." The man handed the longbow to Charlotte and took the money eagerly.

The other shop, without a sign. had two shelves at each side of the counter. There were numerous things on them, from old bottles, through strange blades, to shiny jewelry and ancient-looking books.

"Wassit?" The small man with face of a mouse and sparse orange moustache - the only hair on his head - looked at Charlotte and licked his lips.

@Ami:

The inside of the shop was very dark. Two red candles on the counter lit the immediate surroundings, as well as a face of slender, pale-skinned woman with long black hair.

"I have to ask why a child like you decided to visit my shop. My wares interest mostly assasins and shamans. And you don't look like either of those."

@Tantallos:

"Telling a find tome? Speak coherently young man!"

@Charlotte:

"Oi, I be sellin' mostly recurve bows and longbows. Normally I have crossbows but the army be takin' them fresh after making, for the war thing. And I don't buy used bows, but ye can sell'em to that old fart Gregor in the next building on the right. It has no sign, so normally ya don't even know it is there. As for the prices..."

Steel Bow: 400
Short Bow: 300
Composite Bow: 900
Killer Bow: 950
Steel Longbow: 500
Steel Yari: 800

@Seyena:

The medicien and glaive were put right into the wagon after the staff was broken with loud snap.

The moment Seyena got inside the shop she choosen, her nostrils were invaded by at least several different scents, the mix burning her nose for a moment before she adjusted to the herbal smell.

A young girl in sister's garb was sitting behind, grounding some green paste in the mortar. She looked at Seyena with a smile.

"Ah, a customer! May Sacred Snake bless your health. How can I help you?"

@Chris:

The response to the knock was complete silence.

@Ami:

When Ami got to the spellbook shop, she found Tantallos poking an old man.

@Gregor:

The giant squinted his eyes, thinking.

"I no buy old. I sell armor. Big axes. And hammers. Yes." He spoke slowly, but even then his breath was raspy and as if the man just finished one hour run across the town.

@Charlotte:

As it could be easily guessed, it was fletcher's shop. A man in his thirties was smoking a pipe behind a counter, whilst his younger 'copy', his son propably, was sitting in the corner on a chair, slowly cutting off pieces of wood from something resembling a bow frame.

"Aye, miss, how can I help ya?" The owner of the shop spoke. The boy looked at Charlotte, blushed a little, and went back to his work.

@Gregor:

The shop turned out to be armory full of spiky gauntlets, helmets, shields, and some occassional axe and hammer. Incredibly tall man, at least 7ft, with arms thicker than Gregor's neck, was standing behind the counter, with eyepatch over his left eye and several scars on his chest.

"Yes?"

@Chris:

"What a charmer, for a spy." Anja commented on the extra cloth over her shoulders. At one moment, she even leaned against Chris' shoulder, until they got to the plaza, where she slid from the wagon.

The door to this store didn't budge. It must be closed.

@Tantallos:

The old man grumbled, snorted and lciked his lips, barely opening his eyes to look at Tantallos.

"Duh, what? What storm?

That's Chris, Gregor, Charlotte and Edwin?