(The shop actually also sells cloth. It's still considered 'armor' in terms of item qualifications, and these shops only have some basic low level gear. So no special shops. Later on, each type of armor will have it's own shop and such.)

First the weapon shop. He entered a bit cautiously, feeling self-conscious as if walking into a real store. But the blacksmith greeted him warmly just like he had always done in the game. "Mornin' Adventurer! Here for a new weapon?" Alakai almost sighed of relief and put up a smile. "Yea. I saved up some gold, and I have this old pair of claws. It They might not be worth much, but..." He actually kind of felt guilty now, selling old, slightly banged up claws to this man. "Sure, no problem! So fist weapons right?" The blacksmith spoke, walking to one of his cabinets and opening it, revealing 3 different sets of fist weapons. "Beside claws, I have a katar-type, and some metal-reinforced gloves. Don't let the gloves' appearance fool ya though, they have some magic lingering on them." "Let me see the gloves." Alakai mused. As soon as he had them in his hands a status window popped up.

Reinforced gloves, +10 attack (+25 bonus), +2 agility.

"A new beginner item, with magic on it no less. It's stats look good." Alakai mused. "Stats? What are those?" Alakai looked up, surprised that the blacksmith asked an out-of-character question. "Ah...uhm...well, I...we...we adventurers have devised a special ranking system to determine if something is better or worse than what we already use, I guess?" "Sounds complicated... Anyway, I can give you 20 gold for the claws, the katar is 75 gold, and the gloves are 200. Which one would you like?" The gloves were expensive. He didn't want to spend all of his gold right away, considering how he might actually need food and a place to live in this world. But still, those stats were awesome. "I'll take the gloves then." "Very well, adventurer, here you go." They exchanged items and gold, and off Alakai went to the shop next door.

Just as he was browsing the racks for monk's outfits he was tapped on the shoulder. He jumped a little but quickly regained composure. "I could say the same for you. You seem quite accepting of it all as well. Guess we have that in common?" The man returned his gaze to the outfits, and finally decided on something really simple. A beige and brown overcoat with hood, together with loose-fitting pants held up by a belt. It didn't give any extra stats, but looked better than the standard monastery-like outfit monks wore. "I guess this'll do... And now I lastly need my signature had back. Well, from when I was in the beta at least." He turned around, headed for the hat stands, and picked out a rather odd looking hat. Like a brown version of those hats mineworkers wore in in the industrial age. He brought them all to the counter, paid for them, and tried equipping it. "Inventory." Nothing happened. "Er..." He frowned, looked at the shopkeep, then at Kali, and then around the shop. "Be right back." He spoke, heading to what looked like fitting rooms. There he manually put everything on, and came out again two minutes later. "Guess not everything works the same any more..." He mused, nodding for Kali to follow outside again. 

"So ah...where to start..." He thought out loud, looking around before looking at Kali. And only now he noticed that a totally hot elf girl was standing right next to him. He quickly pushed that thought away, feeling his cheeks warm up a little, and thought of what to say. "I'm guessing you know just as much as me...You suddenly woke up in this world as well, right? I've heard several other people that it happened to as well. And...trying to think about what exactly happened seems impossible at the moment. So I thought...why not assume the worst case scenario of being stuck here, take advantage of the confusion, and get a head start on everyone else? I mean, I know some great leveling spots from the beta, and I assume they still exist. But going alone might be dangerous for anyone, so...I thought I'd ask you." Damn this was awkward. This situation reminded him of that one time he as a highschool nerd had to talk to the most popular girl of his class about an assignment. [i]"Come on...get yourself together. You're 25 now, act like it!"[/i] He thought to himself as he awaited her answer.