Rias sighed, William completely missing the point of her suggestion, shrugging it off and went about correcting the map with the villages she knew of
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By the end of the speech, Claire knew more about flowers and the art of selling them then she had ever desired to learn. None the less, she allowed the woman to finish her speech - it would be rude to interrupt her and Claire did not wish to be rude, less they attempt to run their small group out of town. Though, with Fromanzio... she thought, realizing her potential behavior was perhaps the least of their worries.
...and that's why roses should always be watered." The lady finish, smiling. Claire responded in kind. "I will have to remember that; thank you. It is quite the shame that you no longer have a blacksmith however. I'm afraid I had need of one to replace my blade. C'est la Vie I suppose." Claire said, letting it go - she could last without a blade for a while, as long as her crossbow held - it was her better weapon anyway. "If you don't mind me asking, who was the third group then?" Claire asked, curious who else had passed through the town this week - aside from the government messengers and their group of course.
...and that's why roses should always be watered." The lady finish, smiling. Claire responded in kind. "I will have to remember that; thank you. It is quite the shame that you no longer have a blacksmith however. I'm afraid I had need of one to replace my blade. C'est la Vie I suppose." Claire said, letting it go - she could last without a blade for a while, as long as her crossbow held - it was her better weapon anyway. "If you don't mind me asking, who was the third group then?" Claire asked, curious who else had passed through the town this week - aside from the government messengers and their group of course.
'Oh well that would be a trio of travelling musicians, they arrived last night, they played some lovely music at the inn. One of them is a massive fellaw, looks like he could eat a cow, very good with the flute. If you need a sword I am sure the shop keeper has some left over.' The old lady replied
Fromanzio had pretty early on slipped away from the group. He had everything he needed still. His knives had been repaired and his bombs still numbered in the seventies. No, he planned to get drunk. The inn doors flew open as he entered. He peered around to see what it looked like inside.
The inn was rather empty, there was a rather muscular inn keeper cleaning a mug, though this inn keeper was dwarfed by the 7 ft behemoth of a man sitting on one of the stools, if it wasn't for the lack of any hair or claws one could easily mistake him for a sophronius. There were also a small number of locals spread through out the tables, though there was a clear circle around the giant man that was begin kept clear.
Fromanzio instantly recognized the large burly man as one of his fellow enforcers. In fact, one of the top five, a very influential one, only because he is very good at killing things. Fromanzio ordered an ale and once he received it decided to strike a conversation. "Ah, one such as yourself may not think anyone would recognize you, but Fromanzio does indeed. Heh, one business man to another...anything or anyone to watch out for in this village? Oh, and where would the next trader be? Fromanzio needs more bombs."
Fromanzio was unsure how the man would answer, but worst case, he gets to kill one of the best assassins that there ever was. That would be fun.
Fromanzio was unsure how the man would answer, but worst case, he gets to kill one of the best assassins that there ever was. That would be fun.
The man looked down at fromanzio and said 'Confidential. Part of contract.' The man took a single sip form his full mug, leaving it half full, 'I would advice you and your "friends" to keep moving-' The man stopped mid sentence as if a shiver went down his spine, 'This conversation did not just occur'
Something scared even Rook himself? Fromanzio was curious to say the least, though perhaps getting drunk should wait. His job was more important than his curiosities and whatever was going down here, it could get him killed.
"Thank you sir, boss sends his regards." Fromanzio began looking to round up his friends. The general goods store sounded like the place to start.
"Thank you sir, boss sends his regards." Fromanzio began looking to round up his friends. The general goods store sounded like the place to start.
Bom was pleased to reach a village, if only to get away from the others for a short time. There hadn't been much talk during the trip, and even Bom had enough intuition to realise that something must have happened to make everyone else so quiet.
Bom saw Fromanzio had already tailed off, as had Claire and William. With no other choice, Bom went off for a walk on his own through the village. hoping for something or someone to help pass the time.
Bom saw Fromanzio had already tailed off, as had Claire and William. With no other choice, Bom went off for a walk on his own through the village. hoping for something or someone to help pass the time.
William looked at the merchant. I want that sword but the price is outrageous."Well my good man I am sure we can get to an agreement about the price. How about 400 doe that sounds good to you?" William smiled at the merchant. William knew he would never take it but he would give him an counter offer and then the haggling began.
'I can't ssell it for ssuch a low pricse it cosst me 400 jusst to get my handss on ssuch a high quality tooth sso far away from my native land, esspecialy conssidering the current ssituation, and another 50 to get it turned into a ssword, I think you need to give me a far more reassonable price' The shop keeper said.
"How does 500 sound?" William was still haggling with an polite smile. But he wouldn't go over 550. If the merchant didn't agree he would point him to the fact that he would otherwise wouldn't be able to sell it there weren't that many travelers.
William seemed to be disappointed. "A what an shame my friend I don't have enough money for that. Are you sure you can't drop the price a bit more? How about 600? That is all my money but I am sure that sword will be worth it."Of course I have more then 600 but that isn't something the Hansav has to know.
'We have a deal'"That is great news my friend." William was smiling at the merchant. He handed him the money and then got the sword. 'I hope you have a ssafe journey' "Thank you very much, and who knows maybe our paths will cross again?" Though I hope o never see you again. William left the store smiling as he moved his new blade though his hand. He threw it from hand to hand and practiced a few attacks. The blade was indeed as good as the man had promised. Now only to find Claire and find out if she could have her swords repaired. If not she will get to lend one of my swords. William began looking around for Claire.
Meanwhile, Claire, having learned about the town from the elderly woman, proceeded to restock their hardly effected food supply from the same old woman - it seemed only fair given all the aid she had supplied in freely. A few minutes later, she had finished her shopping in all but one regard - the new sword.
Dropping off her purchases, she set off in the direction of the general store the woman had pointed her toward, only to find William exiting the same store, a new blade in hand. while he practiced with the blade, Claire doubled back; trying to avoid him and the potential argument. She made it three steps before she spun on her feet and walked back toward him, thinking "This is stupid. I'm no coward; why should I try to avoid him."
She tried to walk past him, intent on reaching the store and inquiring if the owner had any rapiers for sale, only to be stopped part way by William. Great... she thought with a mental sigh, keeping her real face stoic.
Dropping off her purchases, she set off in the direction of the general store the woman had pointed her toward, only to find William exiting the same store, a new blade in hand. while he practiced with the blade, Claire doubled back; trying to avoid him and the potential argument. She made it three steps before she spun on her feet and walked back toward him, thinking "This is stupid. I'm no coward; why should I try to avoid him."
She tried to walk past him, intent on reaching the store and inquiring if the owner had any rapiers for sale, only to be stopped part way by William. Great... she thought with a mental sigh, keeping her real face stoic.
William saw Claire walking toward the store he blocked her way and smiled at her. Since I still owe her my life I might as well try to fix the relationship we have. "I know things are a bit rough between us at the moment but I hope to fix that. So just in case you can't get your hands on a good weapon you can lend one my swords." William was still smiling he was really trying to fix this even if he didn't want to.
Rias had, all this time, stayed with the horses, she had no real desire to explore the town, so when she finished fixing the map, she 'made things', a little time killer she had where she would try to make an object as ornate as she could with one bottle
Bom had a fairly uneventful tour of the village, and was making his way back to the horses. He saw Rias, minding her own business with some handicrafts. It occured to Bom that he had barely exchanged a word with her.
Spying Claire and William at a distance, something flickered on inside his head. Even from this distance, they were visibly awkward around one another. He turned to Rias.
"What do you think those two have been up to?" He said, gesturing.
Spying Claire and William at a distance, something flickered on inside his head. Even from this distance, they were visibly awkward around one another. He turned to Rias.
"What do you think those two have been up to?" He said, gesturing.