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Post by Malcolm on Aug 14, 2023 17:28:54 GMT -6
If Malcolm was being honest, he had assumed that the contact who always bought those magic crystals off him was dead. What else were you supposed to think when you didn't hear from someone for almost a year? It happened pretty often in his line of work; people came and went, and if some of them went to the realm of the gods with a knife in their back or a tincture in their evening wine, well, who was he to judge?
But he'd gotten a missive the usual way a few days ago, so here he was, back at the only shop in town that regularly dealt in these things. He really wouldn't have minded not coming here again. It was always such a hassle to find gems to trade in. Still, he'd managed, and now he presented them to the shopkeeper with a smile. "I'm in the market for a Tainted Crystal," he said. "How far would these stones get me?"
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Post by NPC on Aug 15, 2023 18:18:21 GMT -6
"152," Kor said with a slow nod, putting a crystal onto the counter as he picked up the stones for himself.
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