Crossed Swords Weapons Shoppe

[Reliant]

The heavy brown door to the weapon shop was almost always open. Many customers made the mistake of not picking up their feet as they walked in, and often ended up tripping over a lip in the door frame that didn't seem to be there for any particular reason. Inside, the shop was lit by the two windows at the front of the shop, which let in both the sunshine and the smell of the salty sea breeze that wafted in from the harbour to the east.

Nearly the entire shop had been equipped with shelves and racks for weapons, and almost all of them had wares stored upon them. All types of swords, axes and daggers covered them, with the occasional glimpse of a more exotice weapon slung in with the common ones. A plain counter stood at the back of the shop, behind which stood a locked and barred wooden display case, that housed some of the more expensive works of art that the smith of the shop had made.

That smith was currently standing behind the counter itself, though he had to stand on a box to see over it. Gauf was a dwarf, and an excellent blacksmith, thoroughly agreed to be one of the most talented in the city. As well as making all the weapons, he sold them all to, making him a very busy man. He had features typical of dwarf - a stout figure, a long beard, and short temper. He also had keen eyesight, and his brown glare had more than once discouraged a thief in the middle of lifting something from the shop.

All around the walls of the shop in strategically positioned places, a price list of the general goods on sale had been nailed, though it was perfectly possibly to custom order a specifically required item, too.


Pricelist

Butterfly Sword - Short sword with a 16 inch, triangular shaped blade weighing only 1/4 lb. Complete with sword catcher on the guard - 60 crowns

Barong - Short sword, with a leaf shaped 16 inch blade with a single edge, weighing 1 lbs - 50 crowns

Gladius - Double-edge short sword with a triangular point. 16 inches, 2.5 lbs - 50 crowns

Dirk - Lightweight dagger with a tapered blade. 12 inches, 3/4 lbs - 30 crowns

Main Gauché - Parrying dagger for the off-hand. 10 inches, 1 lbs - 35 crowns

Cutlass - Easy to use long sword with a single edged blade. 26 inches, 2 lbs - 75 crowns

Falchion - Single edged sword with a slightly curved blade that broadens towards the tip. 26 inches, 3 lbs - 80 crowns

Rapier - Thin double-edged sword use for thrusting. 30 inches, 2 lbs - 75 crowns

Scimitar - Long sword with a broad curved blade. 30 inches, 3 lbs - 80 crowns

Bastard Sword - One or two handed sword, good for piercing armour. 42 inches, 4 lbs - 100 crowns

Flamberge - Bastard sword with waved edges to the blade. 42 inches, 4 lbs - 125 crowns

Battle Axe - an axe with a 12 inch blade, good at destroying shields and piercing armour. 4 lbs, 30 inches in length - 85 crowns

Double-Headed Battle Axe - a two-sided battle axe. 12 inch blade, 40 inches in length - 110 crowns

Kama - scythe like defensive weapon. 10 inch blade, 2lbs - 80 crowns

OOC: Originally written by Cherish, edited by Aesha and Reliant.

[Lauke]

As Lauke walked about the mercantile district of Abestat, he wondered just where he would find a weapon shop. "If I only had a sword, and some training..." he murmured to himself. For the young human man had decided to become an adventurer. However, it was foolhardy to go out into the wilderness without a bit of preparation; hence, his search.

By the Blessings of Ioannes - or perhaps dumb luck - Lauke glanced into yet another shop and to his great surprise found it full of weapons. "This must be the place!" he exclaimed, and stepped inside - only to trip over a lip in the door frame with an oof sound. At the counter, Gauf the blacksmith smirked. Yet another victim who didn't understand the meaning of 'look before you leap.'

Getting back on his feet and brushing himself off, Lauke looked back in surprise. "Wonder what I..." he started, then immediately dismissed it as unimportant. Looking about the shop, he spotted the blacksmith and smiled. "Serale!" he exclaimed as he walked toward the counter. "I was looking for a weapon shop, and here you are, out of the blue! Do you mind if I look around a bit, try them on for size?" he asked.

"Go ahead," grunted the dwarf, becoming increasingly annoyed with Lauke's optimism and stupid smile. "Just don't cut yerself; I ain't got nothin' to help with that." That being said, Gauf hopped off his box and walked over to a pile of swords that needed polishing, praying to Cetheron that the idiotic human wouldn't try to engage him in conversation.

"Thanks!" Lauke replied, before setting off around the shop and trying out the weapons, seeing how they felt in his hands. The axes were too unwieldly, the bastard sword too long, and the daggers too short. What was the best weapon for him to use?

His eyes fell on the falchions, and his eyes lit up. Picking one up, he tried a few slices through the air. Excellent! It was perfect for him. "Excuse me, sir," he called out as he turned about and headed towards the counter. "I think I have what I'm looking for."

Finishing the sword he had been polishing, the dwarf sighed and prepared himself as he jumped back onto his box. He eyed the sword Lauke held carefully, then glanced at Lauke himself, pretending he was judging the sword and the buyer, but actually checking the shape of the human's body to make sure he wasn't stealing anything from his shop. "Falchion, huh?" Gauf asked retorically. "That'll be 80 crowns," he continued, holding out his hand.

"Oh, right," Lauke replied belatedly. Being caught up in the rightness of how the sword felt in his hands, he had quite forgotten he needed to pay for it. Placing the falchion on the counter, he dug into the pockets of his pantaloons and pulled out a few handfulls of crowns. He patiently counted them out to the smith. "78...79...80," he finished, taking his sword back into his hands. "Thank you so much." he started towards the door, then stopped. He just remembered... "Say, would you happen to know where I can get trained to use this thing?" he asked, blushing at his lack of knowledge.

"At the Synesi Plateia," Gauf growled, wishing with all his heart that the idiotic human would just leave. "Now get outta here; this ain't no city forum."

"Right," Lauke replied, smiling. "Thanks again, and serale." With that, the human walked out the doorway - and promptly fell again on the raised lip. To his credit, though, he managed to not impale himself with his new falchion. Rising to his feet, he looked around again, puzzled, then went on his merry way.

"Idiot," Gauf growled, jumping down from his box to continue his polishing. "Hope he gets himself killed."