1st of Spring, 515 AV: Early Morning
Lorden stepped up to the large, cluttered booth. The knight's lively pale blue eyes, bounced around the table methodologically, noting as they scanned, the brimming sacks that spilled off of the brown table, and dotted the ground around the booth, and the heavy chunks of metal that were also scattered about.
Taking in the contents of the stall, Lorden's orbs eventually met a grey iron bar-like construct; it was small, no longer than his forearm, though both ends of the contraption were a bit larger than his shoulder. Stranger still, in between the two square ends that the chunk of metal possessed, the metal of the thing, narrowed into a round, handle-like form, before fading back into either side. Lorden's mind drifted in a small bout of confusion. The knight was entirely unsure how such a thing was to be crafted, oddly the metal it consisted of, looked as if it had simply been guided into its current shape, almost as if it had been shaped like clay.
The inquisitive twenty-year old shrugged, it was none of his business and really not his concern either. The man at the entrance to the Bazaar, had directed the knight to the booth, when he had asked where he could purchase something to train his muscles, or at-least to help him learn how to. If the odd 'sculptures' of iron, and the heavy cloth bags, could help him build his body, then how they were created was hardly of any importance, to the ends which they would help him reach.
The knight unruffled his brow, and forced a small smile on to his lips. Slowly, Lorden looked up from the primitive dumbbell, that sat on the table, and lifted his head. Lorden's rising eyes, were greeted with the blue-armed, short 'man', that stood patiently within the stall.
"How much do you charge, for what I'd need to put on some muscle?," the knight asked, intent on paying anything that'd be reasonable, for his mind was already wandering to the furniture he'd need to purchase, to be able to utilize the weights.
LedgerBody-Building Equipment(Extensive) = -45 gm
Chair, Average(2) = -14 sm
Taking in the contents of the stall, Lorden's orbs eventually met a grey iron bar-like construct; it was small, no longer than his forearm, though both ends of the contraption were a bit larger than his shoulder. Stranger still, in between the two square ends that the chunk of metal possessed, the metal of the thing, narrowed into a round, handle-like form, before fading back into either side. Lorden's mind drifted in a small bout of confusion. The knight was entirely unsure how such a thing was to be crafted, oddly the metal it consisted of, looked as if it had simply been guided into its current shape, almost as if it had been shaped like clay.
The inquisitive twenty-year old shrugged, it was none of his business and really not his concern either. The man at the entrance to the Bazaar, had directed the knight to the booth, when he had asked where he could purchase something to train his muscles, or at-least to help him learn how to. If the odd 'sculptures' of iron, and the heavy cloth bags, could help him build his body, then how they were created was hardly of any importance, to the ends which they would help him reach.
The knight unruffled his brow, and forced a small smile on to his lips. Slowly, Lorden looked up from the primitive dumbbell, that sat on the table, and lifted his head. Lorden's rising eyes, were greeted with the blue-armed, short 'man', that stood patiently within the stall.
"How much do you charge, for what I'd need to put on some muscle?," the knight asked, intent on paying anything that'd be reasonable, for his mind was already wandering to the furniture he'd need to purchase, to be able to utilize the weights.
LedgerBody-Building Equipment(Extensive) = -45 gm
Chair, Average(2) = -14 sm
