[SP-F1] Earning a Living: Appraiser
Another sunny day in the Town of Beginnings.
Morningstar stepped out of the inn where he had been staying. It was early and the sky was a mix of red and blue hues. Today, he was on a mission. He wiped his weary eyes and, wrapping himself in a ratty old cloak, he ventured off into the street. His eyes wandered between shops as he searched for one in particular. It took some time but, eventually, he found it.
A small, wooden store sat at the edge of the road. A pair of customers exited j
Morningstar was not sure he had done much but he was grateful for the praise either way. There was not much to the profession after all. He continued, this time taking the vial and inspecting it. He tapped away once again, pressing all of the same buttons as before, and read the summary of the item aloud to Drax.
"A damage potion that reduces mitigation when consumed," Morningstar shared, captivated by the potion's unique twist.
Curiosity piqued, Drax inquired, "And what about its qual