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Post by Cyan Shadow on Oct 31, 2013 2:37:12 GMT
As Arkailus steps into the shop, he sees a slender, but toned Argonian standing behind a counter positioned opposite the door who seems to be perusing some sort of ledger. The Argonian seems somewhat elderly, although certainly not infirm. His scales are predominantly a forest green color, blended with blacks and dark blues.
Meanwhile, a bit to the side of the Argonian is a large and very heavily muscled Orc working the bellows as he heats a large piece of metal in the forge. Neither seems to take immediate notice of the new customer, as they are absorbed in their own tasks at the moment.
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Arkailus Ancyrion
Adventurer's Guild Applicant
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Race: Imperial
Born under: The Steed
Profession: Vagabond
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Post by Arkailus Ancyrion on Oct 31, 2013 2:55:20 GMT
As Arkailus steps into the doorway, he takes a wide look at the shop's entirety. As soon as he's finished examining the shop, he walks up to the front counter, regarding the Argonian standing behind the counter with a single nod. "So..." Arkailus says to the Argonian, "What sort of jobs can a guy get around the Market District?" Looking over his shoulder, he examines the Orc with a slight curiosity before returning his attention to the Argonian.
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Post by Cyan Shadow on Oct 31, 2013 3:28:04 GMT
The Argonian swiftly looks up at Arkailus with a surprised croaking noise before gathering his bearings, "Ah, my apologies! Welcome to Scales and Mael's Proprietary Smithy and Armor Emporium! Many call me 'Scales', although my name is Scales-of-Steel. My partner over there is usually called 'Mael', but he is properly known as Mael Gro-Dushnikh. What might I call you?"
The Orc, Mael, turns to regard you as he works the bellows, commenting "Sorry about Scales, friend. He talks too much. You're lookin' for work, huh?"
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Arkailus Ancyrion
Adventurer's Guild Applicant
Just getting started
Posts: 4
Race: Imperial
Born under: The Steed
Profession: Vagabond
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Post by Arkailus Ancyrion on Oct 31, 2013 4:45:31 GMT
Arkailus turns his attention towards Mael, the Orc, with a slight look of amusement, "Don't worry about it. Some people talk more than others, and yeah. Work would be nice, right now." Taking a look towards the Argonian again, he shifts most of his attention to Mael, while he works the bellows.
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Post by Mala Malatu on Oct 31, 2013 5:31:55 GMT
Mael nods his head at Arkailus in understanding, remarking "Aye, work's good. I do need this breastplate I'm workin' on to be delivered. Think y'can handle that? There's coin in it for ya, if ya can."
Scales seems rather unworried about being summarily dismissed, and returns to his ledger, allowing Mael to deal with the new arrival.
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Arkailus Ancyrion
Adventurer's Guild Applicant
Just getting started
Posts: 4
Race: Imperial
Born under: The Steed
Profession: Vagabond
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Post by Arkailus Ancyrion on Oct 31, 2013 12:23:38 GMT
Arkailus smirks at the notion, slightly shrugging his shoulders before replying, "Sure. Sounds easy enough. Where is it going?"
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Post by Mala Malatu on Oct 31, 2013 14:50:02 GMT
Mael inclines his head toward the metal he has nearly finished heating as he says, "When I'm done, I'll need it taken to Vin... Vinsin... Vinsinso? Somethin' like that... Well, either way, it's goin' ta Vin-sin-so Meh-reddy at the King and Queen Tavern o'er'n the Elven part of town. Get 'er there'n one piece'n I'll give ya 25 drakes fer the work."
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