Post by Zinroth on Apr 6, 2005 17:56:34 GMT -5
As you trail down the buisly lively main street, a nearby store catches your glimpse. Spears, blades, scythes, bow and arrows, and other attackative weapondry can be seen through the windows. A large scythe, engraved with strange letterings on its black handle, sits on display in the window, along with a bow and a blade. On the opposite window, a large, metal, decorative shield hangs proudly. Looking above, a large red and black sign reads:
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|.................................................................|
|.........................Dragon........................|
|...........................Eye........................|
|......................Weapondry...............|
|____________________________|
Out of intrest, you decide to go inside. The door is glassed, therefore see-through. The outlining is a black-reddish.
Inside, the walls are lined wth varies things. Few selves lay over the walls; the walls are mainly coated with blades, scythes, knives, daggers, bows, staffs, spears, and shields. The arrows and throwing knives lay upon several selves.
The Dragon Eye Weapondry contains of 2 floors; but customers are not to be allowed on the second floor. The owner's shop is also the owner's home. In the back, a closed door sits. Apparently, there is a room back there; perhaps the stairs to the second floor. The owner has yet to be seen.
You glance over at the desk. A crow sits there, glaring at you with its glossy eyes. It sqwaked lightly, ruffling its feathers. Glaring over at the door, it turns around, sqwaking again.
The hinges on the door squeek lightly, as the door itself opened. A female, amazingly somewhere around the age of 16 (She's turning 16 in May. =P; ) and standing somewhere around 5 foot 5, stepped out from the back-room. She held a long, black staff with a curved "knife" at the bottom, and a little purple orb in a dragon's claws up at the top. A serpant/snake is curled protectively around the top of the staff, where the "dragon's claw" is. Two of them. Their tails wrap about a foot and a half below, and curl around from there. Up at the top, their eyes meet the orb, sort of curved down towards the orb, opposite of each other. It looked like they'd been frozen into that pose the moment they took look at the orb. The over-all body of the staff is black, carved like a snake or dragon's scales.
The crow sqwaked again and darted up, landing onto of the staff's orb. The female, who's name would be Zinroth, reached up, lightly stroking the bird's feathers. She then glanced over, smiling lightly.
"Hello there. My name is Zinroth. I own this fair little shop. What may I help you with? Name the item and I shall name you a price; and I am leanient, willing to negotiant if we must."
______________________________________
|.................................................................|
|.........................Dragon........................|
|...........................Eye........................|
|......................Weapondry...............|
|____________________________|
Out of intrest, you decide to go inside. The door is glassed, therefore see-through. The outlining is a black-reddish.
Inside, the walls are lined wth varies things. Few selves lay over the walls; the walls are mainly coated with blades, scythes, knives, daggers, bows, staffs, spears, and shields. The arrows and throwing knives lay upon several selves.
The Dragon Eye Weapondry contains of 2 floors; but customers are not to be allowed on the second floor. The owner's shop is also the owner's home. In the back, a closed door sits. Apparently, there is a room back there; perhaps the stairs to the second floor. The owner has yet to be seen.
You glance over at the desk. A crow sits there, glaring at you with its glossy eyes. It sqwaked lightly, ruffling its feathers. Glaring over at the door, it turns around, sqwaking again.
The hinges on the door squeek lightly, as the door itself opened. A female, amazingly somewhere around the age of 16 (She's turning 16 in May. =P; ) and standing somewhere around 5 foot 5, stepped out from the back-room. She held a long, black staff with a curved "knife" at the bottom, and a little purple orb in a dragon's claws up at the top. A serpant/snake is curled protectively around the top of the staff, where the "dragon's claw" is. Two of them. Their tails wrap about a foot and a half below, and curl around from there. Up at the top, their eyes meet the orb, sort of curved down towards the orb, opposite of each other. It looked like they'd been frozen into that pose the moment they took look at the orb. The over-all body of the staff is black, carved like a snake or dragon's scales.
The crow sqwaked again and darted up, landing onto of the staff's orb. The female, who's name would be Zinroth, reached up, lightly stroking the bird's feathers. She then glanced over, smiling lightly.
"Hello there. My name is Zinroth. I own this fair little shop. What may I help you with? Name the item and I shall name you a price; and I am leanient, willing to negotiant if we must."
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