Battle of Wits

chuklfuk-Last Friday at 8:17 PM

Albion is still in his shop, squatting in the castle halls. He sits on a chair, arm resting on the table and head resting on his hand- he's still a little irritated about the fruitless encounter with Valerie, only a few minutes earlier. A few of his weapons are baubles are sold- the crystal ball still rests front and center, his main attraction. The bustling halls are only busier than before- it's possible some sort of gathering was going on in the atrium. Still, as long as no one asked him to move, he had no intention of leaving- this day was still salvageable. Or even if they did ask him to move, really- what right did a few highborn bastards have to claim ownership of the dirt under their feet? The crowd of nobles and mercenaries shuffles around in front of him- a few guards are lined against the walls, watching his shop with a discerning eye.

[EXPECT PAUSE HELL WITH ME] Dom-Last Friday at 8:27 PM

"Hm, and what appears to be this...?" A rather haughty voice called, a man with hair as red as fire came in, eyeing the wares.

chuklfuk-Last Friday at 8:31 PM

Albion puts on a canned smile as one of the aforementioned highborn bastards approaches the stall- while he could do without the unbearable haughty attitude, he found their pockets were usually lined with gold. Time to grin and bear it. "This would be a shop, friend. Can I interest you in anything?" The friendliness of the sales pitch overpowers the subtle snark behind it.(edited)

[EXPECT PAUSE HELL WITH ME] Dom-Last Friday at 8:33 PM

He popped his collar, looking around. "Well, yes, I can obviously see that! But common courtesy is always expected, no?"

chuklfuk-Last Friday at 8:37 PM

Albion looks confused- the question he asks is quiet and a little incredulous, almost under his breath. "...do you usually ask shopkeepers if it's a shop...? He quickly shakes his head, eager to get on with the task at hand. "Never mind that. Can I interest you in something? Need a weapon? Something to wear? Want me to tell your fortune? I'm happy to be of service." The second time, he elaborates upon the question- this buffoon was proving to be painfully slow.(edited)

[EXPECT PAUSE HELL WITH ME] Dom-Last Friday at 8:39 PM

He squinted, before running his head through his hair. "Please leave me a minute to see what you have, atleast..." He said, a small grunt at the end. After a mere few seconds of inspecting, he asked. "I'd like a new weapon - Shiny and of the best quality. My axe has dulled, unfortunately."

chuklfuk-Last Friday at 8:44 PM

Albion waits, as the stranger continues his unpleasant posturing. His smile is as much a grin, as it is a grimace- his impatience simmers, slowly bubbling underneath the surface. "Well, it can't be quite as dull as you! Let's see if we have something over here..." Feeling a little more triumphant after the cutting remark, Albion gets out of his seat. He searches through the weapons he has arrayed along the nearby table, leaving the stranger to wait patiently.(edited)

[EXPECT PAUSE HELL WITH ME] Dom-Last Friday at 9:01 PM

Alfron was staring a million daggers, before silently cursing.

chuklfuk-Last Friday at 9:09 PM

"...how about... this one!" Albion picks up a battle axe from the nearby table- he holds the long pole level to the ground, turning to the stranger with a grin. "It's not the prettiest thing- big, brutish, and it lacks subtlety. Seems like a perfect fit, for a man like you! How about... a thousand gold pieces?"(edited)

[EXPECT PAUSE HELL WITH ME] Dom-Last Friday at 9:11 PM

He rolled his eyes. "The wares of the shop reflect it's quality." He said, taking the weapon in hand. Can' even see my reflection... He twirled the axe rather delicately. "Regardless of however low quality axe you give me, I'm easily capable of performing with whatever handicap I have."

chuklfuk-Last Friday at 9:26 PM

Albion still grins, but his eyes flare at the insult. This pompous, entitled ass... he had no idea what it was like. Days and nights of labor, and this was all he had to show for it. The nerve of the bastard to look down on him... he would regret it. "I'm sure a man of your learning has many handicaps- I admire that you can swing that axe all the same."(edited)

[EXPECT PAUSE HELL WITH ME] Dom-Last Friday at 9:36 PM

He twitched, his upper lip curling unfavorably. "Please, if I were a man of many handicaps, why would I be in the trusted Prince's group?"

chuklfuk-Last Friday at 9:46 PM

"Well, you can hold an axe... you're reasonably strong- for your size, anyway... simple enough not to ask questions... I guess that's about it." He rests his chin on one hand, thoughtfully. "Why are you in the trusted Prince's group?"(edited)

[EXPECT PAUSE HELL WITH ME] Dom-Last Friday at 10:13 PM

"Hmph--" He put the axe down, straightening his gloves. "I've been gifted since my birth at horse-riding--" "Over 10 years of wielding an axe, flawlessly. "(edited)

... against my will, that is.

chuklfuk-Last Friday at 10:35 PM

He snorts. Gifted? There was no doubt about that. Talents weren't the gifts that came to mind. "I'm sure you've been gifted with plenty of things." Albion eyes are cold, and his grin has mostly faded by now- he was tired of this scumbag. It sickened him, bowing and scraping before lucky fools like this... he longed for the day he wouldn't have to do it again. "...So! The axe- do you have payment?"(edited)

[EXPECT PAUSE HELL WITH ME] Dom-Last Friday at 10:54 PM

He casually threw a sack of gold. "Here, and since I'm so generous, I've decided to give you two thousand."

chuklfuk-Last Friday at 11:00 PM

Albion looks a little dumbfounded. Just how much money did he have? "...thanks?"

[EXPECT PAUSE HELL WITH ME] Dom-Last Friday at 11:02 PM

He gave a coy smirk, eyes closed. "Your welcome." BARGAIN SKILL.

chuklfuk-Last Friday at 11:09 PM

Albion opens his mouth to protest, and then closes it. Was it really worth it? A few coins, to indulge this bastard's pride? Or did he want him to give the money back? What game was he playing at? ...did it really matter? He was two thousand gold richer. "No refunds."(edited)

[EXPECT PAUSE HELL WITH ME] Dom-Last Friday at 11:15 PM

"I'm not a wit for you to repeat that--Unless you're a wit to not know that?"

chuklfuk-Last Friday at 11:29 PM

Albion tilts his head. What was that even supposed to mean? "...I guess I don't care. Just take the axe."(edited)

August 27, 2016

[EXPECT PAUSE HELL WITH ME] Dom-Last Saturday at 12:39 AM

He took the axe, making his mary way. "Farewell."

chuklfuk-Last Saturday at 12:40 AM

==END RP==