Benedict smiles kindly. “You are correct, sir” he admits easily, his deep baritone betraying no lies “I just arrived in Novus a month prior, and I haven't seen Denocte's Night Market yet. I haven't been here before.” His gaze tears away from the teal hued roan, taking in the sights once more. A lingering smile, soft, remains.
His eyes come back to his companion. “As an aspiring shopkeeper, I've come to see what the locals buy and demand” Benedict adds, giving a subtle nod “are you a fighter, sir?” the golden man queries, though one could be wrong. He didn't think so. “I wish to go into the art of blacksmithing, is why I ask.” Maybe the man could help with some questions being answered... He wanted to know what the regular warrior needed more.
Armor, or weapons?
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His eyes come back to his companion. “As an aspiring shopkeeper, I've come to see what the locals buy and demand” Benedict adds, giving a subtle nod “are you a fighter, sir?” the golden man queries, though one could be wrong. He didn't think so. “I wish to go into the art of blacksmithing, is why I ask.” Maybe the man could help with some questions being answered... He wanted to know what the regular warrior needed more.
Armor, or weapons?
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