Aragon Sylvathi
Mana: 300/300
610 Gold Pieces
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[LIGHT] Glitter Lance - Level 5 (-20 MP per use)
[DARK] Ravage - Level 2 (-15 MP per use)
[SUPPORT] Divine Touch - Level 2 (-25 MP per use)
[HEAL] Serene Winds - Level 3 (-15 MP per use)
[SUMMON] Hawk Summoning - Level 2 (-10 MP per use) [3 turns]
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Inventory/Weaponry/Armor
-Head: N/A
-Chest: Chainmail Vest
-Gauntlets: N/A
-Pants: Brown Cloth Pants
-Greaves: N/A
-Feet: Shoes
-Bronze Rapier
-Elven Bow w/ 20 Bronze tipped arrows
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x3 Chocolate Milk (Heals bleeding, cuts and larger bruises.)
x3 Canned Sardines (20% MP Recovery)
Revive Tome
Magic Pickaxe
Rope
Torch
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"Sixty gold....I am willing to offer you sixty gold for that dagger." Aragon said.

Though while trying to barter with Adam, he turned around to see Ryden prodding them to go see the voice first in which Aragon had to think about, the whispering was not going away but they did need to check out the inventory that the Blacksmith and Item shop had, luckily in every town and village those two were always close to each other if not right exactly to each other.

"I am not sure..perhaps we should consult with the other members of this group, and if I may ask what are both of your names, I never caught them due to that Spirit." Aragon asked.

The whispering didn't seem to disappear which slightly unnerved Aragon, though the whispering itself didn't sound or seem like anything violent it seemed more sooth and rather more peaceful, but so were Sirens whom lulled sailors to their doom to be torn into strips of flesh and eaten by the monsters. He had not encountered this before and thus had his hand positioned on the hilt of his bronze Rapier, he was ready to fight when needed.