Selling Arrows

[Cjmate 1270]

 

 

Zlatomir shouts in the center of Abresi, looking for people to come buy his arrows. They are shoddily made, but the components are all there. He has filled an entire crate (double chest) full of of them, but he only carries a quiver of samples. 

 

"Zlatomir makes sell of fine arrows! Will trade arrows for anything good!"

 

He points to a random person on the street.

 

"Ej! Come buy arrow. Surprise Lord with bountiful gift, da?"

 

The peasant ignores him, then walks along. Zlatomir turns to a noble, someone from house Stafyr. 

 

"Privej, old man. You come buy arrows, da? Will make quick stab of enemy."

 

This man ignores him too. Zlatomir clutches his stomach, which now gripes with pain.

 

"Zlatomir must eat. Should have asked brother of Mary for food."

[Lastdash 14]

*wonders who the hell gave Zaltomir such a large arrow supply*

 

"Well we'h all gott'eh me'ck mon'eh some 'ow."

[Cjmate 1270]

Zlatomir looks up to Blue, treating him like anyone else. He smiles wolfishly.

 

"Zlatomir will think of trade. No need for coin. Need to learn."

[Birdwhisperer 1174]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.