Hey ovi any interest to bringing your charm shop across worlds w41 would be delighted
What can I say scorpions sting why would you pick me up then if not too get stung
A man clad in a set of light teal robes would make his way towards the shop, carrying a note, an envelope and an empty crate. The man eyed Kharidian by face by Eastern by clothing. The man had a look around and then approached the local shopkeeper or any of their assistance in total silence as he would hand over the note and the envelope, as he put the crate onto the counter and took off the lid to reveal a bed of hay on the bottom.
The note would read as following:
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I am an envoy send by my Khan who wishes to start a collection of cultural items involved around your gods and their religions. In the envelope you will find the bank notes required to withdraw a sum of four hundred gold pieces from the Grand Exchange should you be willing to sell the Crown of Lord Pyro to my Khan.
She, besides gender, prefers to remain anonymous as the word of such an outlandish collection might draw in the wrong crowd. If the transaction can’t be performed through this third person transaction, other means to trade the item can be discussed. She hopes to see the crown shipped to your nearest convenience should there be no more concerns regarding this most generous offer.
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What the shopkeepers decide to do with the offer is up to them now.
"Dear Anonymous Khan,
I thank you for your very generous amount of gold, for the crown that you purchased is not of particularly impressive make. Supposedly it has some historical value. I send with it a Gauntier butterfly, powered by the air enchanted jade in it's head to make up for the cost rift. I hope this finds you intact.
Sincerely,
Leila Gauntier"
An amber box, sprayed with dark blue splotches at the bottom, inside which is the Crown of Pyro, was put in the kharidian man's crate. Along with the crown box, a brass, pigeon-sized, large winged butterfly, jaded and diamonded, enchanting to fly around nearly aimlessly, was also placed in the crate in its own special box.
"You never know what kind of man you'll be until the end."