Killian and Gilly at the Store LOG

[Killian_the_Wolf]

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LOG Killian and Gilly at the Shop
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Now while Firdan was off playing warrior a very tall man with a shock of the longest, blackest, curliest corkscrewing hair anyone had ever seen walked into the shop, throwing the door wide so those chimes just sang out as he breezed through the open threshold. He smiled at the sound of the fairy balls chuckling a little as he headed straight for the register when his gaze located it. He was dressed all in black, poet shirt, vest, pants, overcoat, knee high boots, all black. Outside the store was a gorgeous black Friesian stallion with a main and tail even longer and almost as curly as his hair. He was quite tall, around six six and his long strides delivered him quite quickly to the register counter.

:: she looks out the window to see the man she thinks she seen him before, as she watch him pull up with a gorgeous black stallion the stallion is what catch her black eyes not the man on it as she smiles, she got up walk to the glass door open it as she spoke to him softly:: Pretty Stallion

Killian had never met Gillette before but he had met her twin sister. He arched a raven brow as she walked past him going the other way to step outside with his stallion Obsidian. The horse tossed up his head and circled around to step onto the walk and off again as a few vehicles went by, the noise making him somewhat nervous. His ears then perked at the small female and he pawed at the pavement snorting before settling down a little in the parking space Killian had left him in. Killian meanwhile stood at the register counter drumming his fingernails against its polished surface.

:: she looks to him with those black eyes, as she tilts her head her white hair falling to the side of her face, she steps back waiting for him:: Welcome to my shop! Do you need help with anything?

Killian turned slightly to get a bead on the girl with his startling pale blue eyes. "I was wondering if you might be in the market for some potions, scrolls and items of power for a very reasonable price that would allow you to make a tidy profit?" He inquired. He needed supplies for his camp. Oh he could do well enough living off the land but it never hurt to have certain food, feed and camp supplies.

:: she thinks for a moment. She follows him into the shop. She looks at him with a smile:: tell me what do your potions do? I can always use some more scrolls. How many you got and what price are you asking? You know we are hiring people to work at the shop.

Killian placed his backpack on the counter and pulled a padded, canvas roll out which he unrolled on the counter. It was lined with pockets that each had a pretty little bottle in it of different colors and he pulled several of the tightly corked, wax sealed bottles out. "The tinctures in the blue bottles heal wounds, even serious injuries. These green bottles increase and restore energy and endurance. This blue tincture in the purple bottle makes one go unseen. The brown bottles contain a defensive oil that either consumed or if contacting open wounds puts one in a deep sleep." He explained. There were six of each type of potion. He then extracted several scrolls of fine vellum from the pack. "This scroll," he said with gravity showing her the wax seal on it which was stamped with a skull, "Is quite valuable. It is a scroll of resurrection. If laid on a corpse and burned it restores the body, life, soul and health to them. It must never be used on someone who has been dead for too long as they return as the undead, a zombie or if you are lucky a vampire. The scroll user takes their chances if the subject has been dead longer than a month." Then he showed her the other five scrolls and their wax seals. One was a scroll of reach. It allowed any power to reach across vast distances for the duration of that power. Another was a dome of protection which prevented harm to anyone within the dome radius unconditionally until they left the dome. When no one stood within the dome it vanished. Each scroll's power was different." If you wish more of any of these items I can make more for you. I am uncertain of the currency of this realm. Do you use paper or precious metals?"

I'm in a good mood, I will buy what every you bring me to my shop, I'm sure some cumster will buy it for some reason as long as it has to do with magic:: she runs her fingers through her long white hair as she keep her black eyes on him the whole time::

"We haven't talked price yet. The resurrection scroll is quite expensive. They sell for a LOT as you can imagine. As a favor to your sister I can let you have all of it for twelve thousand dollars. Most of that is for the resurrection scroll which can bring anywhere between a hundred thousand to millions."

:: she blinked to him:: Who told you about my sister? I'm not even sure if she in rhydin or on Earth. You meet her? is she ok? where is she?:: she looks over the stuff he put on the desk::

"Bernadette is looking for you. I met her in the middle of nowhere, the wilds actually at my camp there. Like you she took a liking to my horse Obsidian." He informed her.

:: she tilts her head to him:: so she followed me here looking for me:: she snickered to him as she looks at all his goodies in his bag as he was pulling them out, she touch each one with her tiny hand feeling them as she was wondering how much this was going to cost her:: ok about the price you asking for? I have to go to the bank to get the money. I do not have that much lying around, as you can see. This product should be genuine and not counterfeit, considering the price you are asking.:: she looks up to him with those black eyes of hers::

"I am no crook," Killian assured her. "I have some samples if you would care to try them out." He smiled a bit. "There is a cafe across the street with a nice little outdoor patio. I will wait for you to return from the bank there over a cup of coffee, unless you trust me to wait for you here, in your shop." He offered.

Walk with me to the bank,I do not want to walk alone with that much money on me:: she smiles to him waits for him as she locks up the shop :: Tell me what do the orbs do?

Killian agreed to walk with her and did so. "Orbs? I showed you no orbs, but potions in glass bottles and scrolls of parchment. The scrolls are written on sheets of thin leather called velum in a permanent ink, the words scribed in an ancient tongue which can be seen as any language. The scrolls will disintegrate once their power is used." He explained as they walked.

I'm sorry, My mind is on something else right now. :: she went down the street to get the money from the bank, she came back to him. she open the glass doors to the shop, she came in and looks at him with a smile:: I have your money.

Killian retrieved the items from his pack that he had previously laid out and placed them on the counter. He listed them as he did:
"Six each of the potions,
Major Healing,
Invigorating,
Sleep (an oil either consumed or applied to a weapon),
Invisibility,
One each of the Scrolls,
Resurrection (fully restores when scroll is burned over a dead subject),
Reach of Prowess (a power reaches any distance until it ends),
Dome of Invulnerability (protects anyone within 20 ft x 20 ft dome from harm),
Quantum Thought (direct one improvised power as called),
Tower of the Guardian (wards an area against any kind of mental force or any hostile attacks, ejecting attackers from area. Lasts until dismissed or broken down)
And a Ring of Telepathy (allows telepathic communication with anyone known at any range.)
The ring I am throwing in as a free gift." Killian concluded then took the agreed up on amount of money and after counting it out he placed it in a secure pocket inside his pack of holding. "If there is anything you wish made feel free to contact me and I shall make it for you." He added with a smile.