Maria sighed as she looked at the two leaving. Guess they would now go to the shops. No sense in crowding a tavern with all of them. It would just attract attention, unwanted attention. And they by themselves already stood out. Look at her wearing a fancy dress in a village like this. People would think she was a lost princess or something, just like in the real world where her friends kept calling her with that title.

The first shop they found was the weapon shop, and the shopkeeper, a balding old man with some temper issues looked at them suspiciously as they eyed his merchandise. Maria thought he was pretty rude for someone that worked by selling to people, but perhaps their suspicious appearance was to blame. His shop pretty much had the basic kinds of weapons available; swords, knives, axes, maces, and even a wooden hammer. Maria tried lifting each one of them and she pretty much found out that she couldn't really use any of them, even the wooden hammer, as its size was like a small child. And every time she tried one of them, the shopkeeper would glare at her so hard she was afraid he was drilling into her head.

"So, what will it be? Come on, I don't have much time," the shopkeeper said impatiently, "Or don't tell me you are one of those people who just look at things and not buy any of them. I know the lady and the little elf girl don't look like they can lift any of these but the rest of you sure could, right? Or else you wouldn't be here, wasting by time, right?"

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