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"Greetings sir!" says Andrei "I need a small knife and a chain vest...how much will that cost me?Oh...I also require a bow...the best you have and three arrows..."

Pitch looks at the elf, amused. "Three? Tis an awfully small quivah, if I may say so. It'll be.....about ten and six golden coins, M'dearest.For the 'ole package. 'Ere, I need ye measurements for me vest." He pulls out a string and measures Andrei's shoulders and waist, muttering. He goes to the back of the smithy and brings outthe requested items.
"There ye go, M'deary! May I have my wage for me efforts?" He sticks out his hand.

Andrei gives the man thirty gold pieces and tells him: "If I don't succeed I won't be needing change...A pleasure dealing with you boy!"

"BOY??"Pitch laughs an awesome belly laugh. "I am well past that stage, thank you! Being twice your size and much older--I don't care what age you are, it's nothing to a Spirit of the Mountain!"

"You?A mountain spirit?Ahem...I mean you'r a mountain spirit...Excuse me...I mistaken you for a mortal...they are usually the only ones interested in a job such as this...Again I apologiase..."
With every word Andrei was retreting knowing that the anger of a mountain spirit should *never* be raised...

Pitch's humor grew. "I only work here cuz that way I'm paid to smash things!"He noticed Andrei's nervousness and said kindly, "I'm a bit harder ta anger than the other mountain spirits about, seeing my mountain ain't that big(hardly qualifies fer one as it is, ye know), so I'm not as proud. See, if I smashed on me mountain, I'd be a hill spirit, and that just ain't got the type of power that a mountain spirit gots, even if it's a fairly large hill!" He waved his hand. "Ah, now off with ye, child! I be havin things ta do, and yer keepin me from doin em!"He smiles and goes back to his work.

"hello im [bluefan44], and thease two beautiful ferrits are ohms, and bray.", says blue.

***we were looking for SMALL throwing knives that were tipped with a small amount of poisen that can render an enemy paralized.*** thought speaks ohms.

"and how much would those be?" says [bluefan44].

"Well, if ye want them custom made, one blade of that manner costs 5 gold peices. Ye want 'em regular, I suggest you go wake up Smith and ask 'im at the Armory,"says Pitch, turning around.

[bluefan44] goes to the armory.

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