[Marketplace] Tools for the Journey Ahead...(Keva, Khamina)

[Khamina]

A wicked grin would form from the corner of the Huntress’s lips, she liked the response that they had given, her eyes flared in an excitement of tarnished golds. Mortemor instantly stood to defend her little friend who was now giving Khamina the cold stare. “Well see...” The axe wielder shrugged, at least they had the guts to stand up for themselves she thought.

“Yeah, I’m feeling better now. It’s because…”

Khamina could see now that the boy looked much healthier, apparently well enough to even stand up and talk. The huntress listened in slight interest as the male Vantha explained why he had fallen ill. ...Auristics... she had heard of the ancient magic's before but had never really seen or met anyone who could perform such feats. Perhaps this boy could become useful after all, she would have to find out more about how his magic worked later.

Morning was now turning in to midday and the icy chill of the wind was halting to a slow, calm breeze. The huntress shifted the weight of the bag on to the other shoulder and cocked her head to the side as if waiting for their next move.

OOCLikewise, didn’t have too much to work with, let’s get this thread rolling ^.^

[Mortemor Thane II]

"Auristics?" Mortemor murmured the word and squinted a bit in thought; trying to recall if she had ever read something about a condition like this. There was something faintly calling to her memory, but she couldn't exactly pinpoint what. She didn't want to make Keva feel uncomfortable, he was obviously trying to keep his condition a secret due to the soft tone of his voice as he spoke to her. So she decided to inquire upon this subject later, when they had the time and space for it.

"Well, now that that's over!" Mortemor piped up drawing attention away from Keva's whispers. "Let's do some shopping~!"

The word 'shopping' gave the girl the oddest, yet most satisfying feeling. She shook it away though, hoping that the coins burning a hole in her pocket wouldn't be completely spent by the end of the day.

"Khamina, I've been thinking about purchasing a weapon... I was sort of interested in that shop over there." Morte extend her arm from beneath her heavy cloak, pointing a pale chilled index finger in the direction of a worn building made of stacked lumber. A warm inviting glow flickering through it's frosty windows. A small patch of frost had been rubbed from the glass revealing a clean surface, where Mortemor had been admiring the bows from earlier. Thick smoke, like clumps of cotton, billowed from a snow covered chimney and the sign that hung over the door, had the words 'Snow Stained Bows' carved into a thick, stained, wooden panel.

"Do you think you can help me pick something out?" The young red-head chimed as she set off for the entrance to the shop.

placing her hand on the door she glanced back briefly to make sure the two were in tow.

OOCI hope Khamina checks up on this soon, her last visit was near the end of September. but I guess we can rp with the NPC twins that own the shop.

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