The curved blade of my wakizashi tapped my leg from within its sheathe as I strode along a row of merchants within Starting City. Pausing now and again to look at various wares I pursed my lips now and then. “Is there anything I could use… Or afford.” Grimacing slightly at the thoughts that plagued me, I shook my head trying to escape them. “You know, I’m can’t quite afford this, how abou-“ The NPC cut me off, snatching the item out of my hands. “No, if you can’t afford it. No deal. I don’t bend