[ Auction ]-*- The Great Sword Sleipnir -*-

[comanderbly^ 499]

*when you enter Solace ,you see a note on the wall*

"Hello Friends,

I am Charles M. Mors and I am selling a sword, that when I purchased my House,was there,in its Showcase. the sword must have belonged to the old owner of the home, Kal'Derra. The Biding starts at 250 minas ,you can bid more than 250 sinse last bid , Auction ends in 7 elven days ."

Your Friend,

Charles M. Mors "

((NOTE:This is an RP Auction, the sword that will be handed to you will be a Gold sword ))

[Swgrclan 2682]

Thrithen Amaelius purses his lips as he scans over the paper, the thought of holding such a fine weapon and displaying it on his wall appealing. He plucks a quill from his tunic pocket, and nips his thumb hard enough to draw blood. After dabbing the quill onto the bloodied thumb, and scribbles down his offer and signature with the crimson, improvised ink,

"500. -Thrithen Amaelius"

[Nireltëaiy 7]

Silk reads the note and decides to write a bid.

600. ~ Silk ~

[Swgrclan 2682]

Thrithen sighs upon spotting an opposition and writes a higher bid,

"1000. -Thrithen."

[[Edit below.]]

Upon walking back to the poster to check if more bids have been placed, Thrithen smiles as he fills with relief - no one has written another bid so far. He takes out his quill and dabs it into some actual ink, and scribbles down,

"Ser Mors,

I request that you close this auction and allow us to make the transaction. It seems no one wishes to bid further and my attention may fade if this ends up spanning over an elven week. I anticipate your response,

Thrithen Amaelius"

[Swgrclan 2682]

[This even up anymore? I'd like an RP response if the auction ended or not..]

[comanderbly^ 499]

* You see a note under all of the bids

"The Auction has ended! The sword belongs Thrithen Amaelius ! "

(( Sorry for the Time to answer , I was away from the COmputer , we will make the transaction tommorow ? ))

[Swgrclan 2682]

[[Yes, I am available tomorrow.]]