Shield

"I had no idea I was purchasing such revered items," Shield replied with a smile before closing out of the dialog window. "I'm glad we could come to an arrangement, and I hope to be seeing you again soon." With a nod, he made to excuse himself, stepping past the shelves and to the exit. As he opened the simple wooden door, he paused. "I'm aware that our deal probably benefits me more than it benefits you," he said clearly, not turning to look back. "The generosity of higher level characters towards us lowbies has not gone without notice. Thank you. There would be far more names on th

Shield's jaw was firm, but he was more than satisfied with Macradon's response. It was good to see that being high-level had not made such a successful craftsman snobbish or overly stubborn. "If you don't mind then, I'll take a look around your stock and write down a few items, and we can look over them before I check out." He stepped away from the counter and took slow trip up and down the shelves, making note as he passed by certain items before continuing to the next. When he had made two slow passes around the shop, he returned to the counter, sliding the note across to the black

Wandering from blacksmith to blacksmith and tailor to tailor was cumbersome, but Shield was not one to be easily beaten by unfavorable odds. He absentmindedly scratched the scruff along the bottom of his scar as he scanned the map for shops. Getting started is definitely slow, but hopefully I'll be able to get some momentum going. In the mean time, what I need is experience... He paused as his cursor stopped next to a marked building on the map, and the smell of soot gave him a good guess as to what type of shop it was even before opening the details. Glancing up, he read the sign th

Shield regarded his old quest companion and nodded, gratefully accepting the transfer. "As usual, your assistance is appreciated. Let me know if you need... any..." But Rain was already gone and out of sight before he could even finish the sentiment. Guy doesn't talk much... Still, he's more generous than his disposition seems to suggest. I guess he and I share some things in common. With that, he returned his loupe to his eye to continue practicing his craft. He inspected the weapon, haft to blade, assessing the existing qualities. It's a damaging weapon. Uncommon, as

With a new day came fresh attempts to hone his craft, and the shaggy-headed, scar-faced aspiring merchant was eager to do so. Immediately, once his stand was properly opened and ready for business, he took out his chest plate and continued his examinations from the previous day, inspecting with his specialized loupe. [-2 T1 Materials] At first, it seemed as if this would be a repeat of yesterday, with one inconclusive attempt leading to another and yet another, but as soon as he sacrificed the second material, the dreaded red padlock animation played in the lens of his inspection d

Feet plodded endlessly back and forth along the bustling street in The Town of Beginnings, and Shield watched patiently as they passes. He knew that business would invariably be slow at the start, but it looked like he was going to need to start pounding the pavement a little more. He needed experience, after all. As the sun was beginning to set, he absentmindedly began flipping through his inventory. As the scrolling screen came to a stop, he positioned his finger over the window to continue shuffling down the list, but the words there caught his eye. [Iron Chestplate - Mitigation 1

Nodding to his comrade, Shield took back the handwraps for a second time. He laid them on the table, studying them carefully, occasionally taking a corner and turning it over to examine the edge. The new crimson color was brilliant, but other than that, Shield's first attempt yielded absolutely nothing they did not already know about the items. He sighed, settling back into his stool. "First try, nothing," he sighed, letting his eyes relax for a moment and shaking his head. "Don't worry. I'm not going to give it up just yet." He blew air out between his lips and breathed in slowly. A

"Figures you would be my first customer," Shield laughed, picking up the hand wraps that his party member had handed him. "Well, if it's for the good of the party, I suppose I had better!" Leaning over the wraps, he turned them over thoughtfully, inspecting their design and make. "Alright, so this is the +1 damage item we received from the last quest. Let's see if there's anything else..." -1 T1 Mat Squinting his eyes, he took a deeper look, but eventually, he had to sit back and shrug. "It's not a no, but they aren't speaking to me just yet. Do we want to keep tryin

Everyday Miracles Unique Specialist "Making the Ordinary Extraordinary" http://www.desktopimages.org/pictures/2013/0206/1/orig_165754.jpg In the piedmont of the mountains on the eleventh floor, a collection of slope-roofed buildings rests on a lush, overgrown plateau. While most of the buildings were for storage of general stocked items and one served as the home of its owner, the largest stood out as a mercantile store front. While it was quite the journey to reach, the remote location protected it from any activity of the large, insect-like monsters that com

http://i.imgur.com/geOhQ8P.jpg Shield - Real name: Raynor Baldovini (Only known to specific players) - Age: 36 - Gender: Male - Height: 6’0” - Home - Rank 5 Merchant Shop - Character Sheet Personality and Appearance History Virtues: Flaws: Profession Skills Non-combat: Passive: Combat: Weapon Skills: Armor Skills: Skill Mods: Inventory Weapons Tools/Crafting Armor: Items: Familiar: Roleplays Relationshi