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The curtain is ragged and dingy, and smells faintly of mold and dampness as you duck behind it. One whole wall is dedicated to nothing but shelves. An assortment of scrolls and weapons lay neatly on each one.

Sari is busy straightening up a small counter, the only furniture to speak of in the room. She looks up with a quick, bright smile as you enter; but she also neatly shoves a large, leather-bound tome out of sight.

"So you decided to come here after all, did you? Well, welcome to my shop then. Don't mind the location; this isn't mainstream, you understand. Here, on these shelves, lie objects of power. They can be yours - for a price." Her wide grin is shameless as she beckons you closer. "Of the shopkeeps, I am the one who least desires power; thus these wares were entrusted to me."

She watches as you peruse the shelves.

"Take your time deciding. And if there's nothing here you like now, feel free to wait and come back; my stock changes from time to time. But if there's something here you like now, better get it soon. Once it's gone I can't guarantee I'll be able to find another."

Daine stalked in, angry at the man who had just shoved her into this dank little hole of a shop. She snorted at the musky scent that was nearly overwhelming to her sensitive nose. She looked around at the shelves and her mood lightened a little as she saw the objects for sale though. Brushing past Kasaru she began to peruse the shelves. A healing spell could be useful indeed, the dark gauntlet also sparked her interest. Despite her angelic alignment, any kind of weapon, whether it be angelic, neutral, or demonic in alignment, interested her. She reached out to the gauntlet but then stopped and looked back at Sarielle. "Just what does this gauntlet do exactly?"

Sari watched the exchange with a hooded expression, content to let them settle things on their own.

"I'm sorry, Kasaru, I'm not sure. The three of us have a vested interest in it; and while Male I think would be easier to convince, I need to confer with Sunstrike before I say anything for certain."

She turned to Daine, who was examining the Dark Gauntlet. "I have never used such a thing myself; but perhaps you should ask Kasaru, he seemed to be rather interested in it."

Her smile was seraphic. If she knew what she was doing, she didn't let on.

"Perhaps," Kasaru replied snidely, however after a few months he released a chuckle and calmly returned his attentions to the scrolls once more, thumbing through the parchment as he contemplated what had been said - well, perhaps it would be somewhat easier to simply wait until he had the money - he rarely used gauntlets anyway, his magic provided suitable protection from that.

"But in my eyes - it is a little hypocritical for one such as you to wield something so dark," He purred at last, his eyes glittering with malice though they remained unseen due to his back being turned on the pair. It was simply delightful to have at last said it properly and to irritate her was even more satisfying than he anticipated.

"Why ask me however, hm?" He added, swinging round once more to observe the girl with a raised brow, although he appeared somewhat strained in his sights, "I am just the mage and an evil," he took a step towards her and then spoke again.

"Selfish." Another step.

"Conniving," Another step...

"And disgusting creature in your eyes," He paused as he came face to face with her, the cruel smile flashing up onto his lips, "Is that not what you told Matt my dear girl?" He enquired and then spun around once more, grasping his staff for balance as he returned his attentions towards the shelves once more.

"Highly ironic that you should therefore ask me for information if you detest me so." He finished at last, leaning his weight on his spear as he contemplated his next course of action.

"I would not say it if it had not occured." Kasaru growled in a somewhat hollow tone, his shoulders slumped and he carefully leant against his spear as he closed his eyes and listened to the crackling of the lightning upon its bladed tip. It was relaxing and considering the environment, it was just about the only thing that he could use as support right now.

- He was literally dead on his feet and in absolutely no mood to continue the conversation in a fashion he normally would. As an adult, he would be able to deal with the strain of a lack of sleep but as he had been reminded time and time again by his guardian - he was just a child, not an adult and it would be quite some time before he was capable of doing so, only straining himself would make it take a lot longer...

((For those who asked:

This time around, you MAY trade shinies of one type for shinies of another, but it must be with another player. We won't change them for you.

Also, the combinations you got weren't arbitrary; they were based on the responses you gave; so if you choose to trade you won't necessarily end up withan item that reflects your character's personality.))

"No worries, Daine; he's in good hands," Sarielle told the young girl. "He's with Sun, in his shop. He's Sunstrike's...pet. Sort of."

Her smile was nervous and showed far too many teeth. She was hiding something, but wouldn't say more.

"If you're a bit short this time, you can always come back," she continued. "There will be other opportunities to earn shinies, I'm certain!"