As a rather arrogant figure entered her shop and strode right up to the counter, surpassing at least two other customers, Aiana scoffed at him ([@TaroMaster4]) and said with a rude undertone, "Excuse me, [i]sir,[/i] but you're going to have to wait for me to tend to my other customers." She glared down at the knife on the counter and slid it back toward the man.

She turned her attention back to her current customer and said, "I'm afraid the very cheapest I'm willing to go is 40 gold pieces. Adamantite is even more." Putting her hands on her hips, Aiana thought to herself before saying, "You could always go and help out my mining crew to gather some adamantite. It could take up to two days to get all that we'd need, though. But, I could cut down the price. It would normally be 100 gold pieces, but if you helped with gathering the material, I could afford to cut it down to 60."

As the large orc walked through the front door of the shop, she couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy, but told herself that it was wrong of her to feel that way. She sent him a wide smile, silently welcoming him to her shop.

As if suddenly having a revelation, she said to her customer, "It won't be the type of legendary weapon you're thinking of. It will be an amazing work, if I can brag about my skills, but it won't have any magical elements. Unfortunately, I'm not much of a practitioner of magic."