Shopping trip
Aug 17, 2023 4:25:27 GMT -6
Post by Kristofor on Aug 17, 2023 4:25:27 GMT -6
Buying:
Luxury collar and leash set, 20c
Luxury muzzle 40c
tiered cloudy pet bed - 30c
elemental gloves (altered for paw-hands), all - 260c
Leather Gloves (altered for paw-hands), 8c
Harness bags (blood, spice) - 100c
Saddle Bags (hard) - 35c
Blank journal (brown) - 8c
ID bells, 3 - 30c
clicker (red) - 4c
mount blanket (orange) - 45c
= 580?
would like barter 2, makes that... 522?
Luxury collar and leash set, 20c
Luxury muzzle 40c
tiered cloudy pet bed - 30c
elemental gloves (altered for paw-hands), all - 260c
Leather Gloves (altered for paw-hands), 8c
Harness bags (blood, spice) - 100c
Saddle Bags (hard) - 35c
Blank journal (brown) - 8c
ID bells, 3 - 30c
clicker (red) - 4c
mount blanket (orange) - 45c
= 580?
would like barter 2, makes that... 522?
He'd been meaning to go shopping for months, but the hot weather. One step outside, and he can feel himself sweating under his fur coat; and that's NOT a pleasant feeling. Usually leaves him lying prone and as naked as a fur coat can leave someone in front of the vent for the "cold air", sipping water, panting off the sweating and what not.
So instead of trying to go in the heat of the day, the fox gathers up his list, grabs his satchel and his money and goes out to do his shopping early in the day.
He knows exactly what he wants when entering the general store. The scattered tabletops have signs on them, pointing him out to where to go.
In specific, he wants the ability to handle his clients creatures without getting poisoned again. Convenient rumor had it that 'competent' trainers bought treated equipment to touch their animals with, or treated the gear themselves with elixirs. Not just that, but he wants a few more of those super plush beds for the rest of his animal friends. If it helps him sleep well at night, its good enough for them too.
Kristofor doesn't have winter in mind when he sees the mount blankets piled up neatly on a table meant for large animals. But he doesn't want the fawn to freeze from a spritz of cold.
It takes several trips around the store to find everything he needs; and it pleases the fox to find such a 'homely' feeling place inside this city. Not quite feeling like home, but more like the little town in the valley.
Finally, he approaches the counter with the goods. Its not a tall counter so he doesn't have to stand on his toes to put the items down, thankfully. Standing on two legs he's moderately tall, but doesn't match up to some humans.
"I would like to purchase these items today, please." he has practiced his asking in common in the mirror on occasion, making sure he doesn't bark or yip in the middle from a swap of language. Taking out his money pouch, and sorting out chunks of silver and bronze coins into little piles. "My...math says 605?" Mostly going off the fact that the coins can be tied together in clunks of ten, and that made counting easier. "I bought most of your shampoos for my groomery, the clients like them." And they'll continue to help him in the future?