Shopping List: Long Handled Fishing Net 50 Pro Fishing Pole 75 Clog Boots (Black) 15 Fancy Bobber 6
Extra Line x5, 40 Pellets x5, 50 Rubber Lure (Pink) x5, 20 Double Hook x5, 15 Bullets x5, 50
If he were being honest, Nerius had no idea how to fish. But he figured no fishing knowledge and the proper tools was better than no fishing knowledge and no tools, so here he was. Fishing wasn't something he'd ever had an interest in, or a reason to participate in. Until recently. The trader sometimes wanted fish or aquatic items in exchange, and if he had to wrangle wiggly, possibly slimy, water critters for magical crystals, he would.
The only reason he had any idea what those tools even were was from his TROD doing a shopping run a few months ago. He had picked through the lists to assemble his own, and could only hope those people knew what they were doing. The shop was, not overwhelming per say, but there was a large variety of things he knew little about, and Nerius was glad he had his list, questionable as it was. "Hello," he greeted the shopkeeper, "I'm looking for a few items." Or maybe a lot of items, how many supplies did people usually buy?
She got bored sometimes, all shopkeepers did sometimes. She was especially bored though, not many people came in, so when a customer did show up, she was surprised. "Hello! What do you need?" Ka'shisk hissed softly.
At least it looked like he was the only customer in the shop at the moment, so if he needed help there wouldn't be a line to wait through. The shopkeeper didn't seem busy, and ..he? she? was available to help. Nerius had no idea how to tell with ssashirk. Of course, to be fair, humans couldn't tell with him, with his long hair and softer figure, at least until he spoke. Came with the territory of living somewhere with a wide variety of cultures and species he supposed.
As for the shopkeeper's question, it was a good thing he had his list. "I'm looking for a good pole and net," that part was easy enough for Nerius to figure out, even if he hadn't had the list. Now, what where the little fishing doodads called again? Ah yes, "As well as some bait and tackle." At this point Nerius set his list on the counter. It sounded to him like a Fighting Pit strategy, but apparently it was also a fishing thing. "And some waterproof boots." The shore could be quite marshy, from what he understood, and soaked shoes were a miserable experience.
Nerius followed the shopkeeper over to the poles, of these at leas, there weren't too many varieties of. One was what the locals would call 'kinda jank', and appeared to be a branch with a string tied to it. That was the budget option, he guessed. The others were of much better apparent quality, though Nerius couldn't actually tell the difference between the two himself.
At least the shopkeeper was asking, "The pro one, please, and the long handled net." The nets both looked the same quality to him, but the longer one seemed like it'd be easier to use. The bait and tackle was a bit more of a challenge, Nerius would have had no idea what to ask for if he hadn't had his list. "A bobber, some extra line, pellets, rubber lures, double hooks, and bullets." It was everything on his list, and hopefully it was everything he'd need.
"Of coursssse," she said with a nod of her head, gathering up all the items he had asked for. She looked over them for a moment and then finally gave him a price, "That'll be 321 creditssss for all of them."
Nerius waited as the shopkeeper collected all the little items. The lures were all surprisingly colorful, but maybe it shouldn't have been if the fish were attracted to food by sight as well. Nerius had to wonder if it was obvious to the shopkeeper that he had no idea what he was doing. He also wondered how he was going to carry all those little things on a trip. Sure they were light, but they were also small, and in some cases pointy, and he hadn't seen anything to carry the gear in.
The cost of all the supplies wasn't cheap, but it also wasn't unexpected, those old lists he'd gone through had included prices. He counted out the credits, and set them on the counter, "That should cover everything." He be surprised if the shopkeeper counted themself, it wasn't unusual, if anything it seemed like a bad idea to accept payment from someone without double checking.