[center][hider=Character Colors][sub][color=00aeef]Jag - Deep Sky Blue
[color=lime]Tasha - Lime[/color]
[color=fff200]NPCs - Yellow
[/color][/color][/sub][/hider][/center][hr]After a couple hours of aimlessly walking, he sees a distant city. This would be Jag’s first time to enter a city. He grew up in a rural area, and his parents didn’t like people very much. His dad was in a war, but only a soldier. His mom was just a commoner woman. After his dad got out of the military service he wanted to retire far away from everything. He didn’t know what his dad had gone through, he never really talked about it.

Jag had actually forgotten about his family for a little while. He was so infatuated with Seraphina that his mind was just constantly occupied with the future. Now that she was dead, he didn’t really know what to do. He couldn’t find any kind of motivation to live. He didn’t feel alive, and that was for damn sure.

The city grew in size as he neared it. He got a slight urge to visit his family again. Maybe even tell them about what happened to Seraphina. Then he could grab some stuff he left at home, when they went to go meet the witch. [color=00aeef][i]‘Alright, I finally got myself some type of plan.’[/i][/color] He thought nearing the city gates.

The gates were open allowing outsiders to freely roam in. There were about 4 guards at these doors. Jag nodded at the guards as he walked through the city doors. The city was bustling with people and chatter. The first thing Jag needed to was to resupply. 

He began to look for a merchant shop, to buy rations and other supplies.[hr]Realizing that he wasn’t in the market district of the town he begins to walk else where. This seemed more like a residential neighborhood. Kids ran threw the streets and women swept out their houses, or doing some other household chore. Walking further into town the actual market district starts to come into view. The distant shouting of a store owners advertising their goods.

Jag soon walks upon a blacksmith shop. He didn't even have a weapon, [color=00aeef][i]'I'm so stupid..I couldn't even attack the witch even if I wanted too..'[/i][/color] He became saddened at the thought of yesterday. [color=00aeef][i]'Why did Seraphina even stick with me? I got her killed..'[/i][/color] Jag thought wanting to cry. A blade felt like it was stabbing the heart constantly. This pain was unavoidable. It hurt, even when the tiniest thing would make him think about it. Almost grabbing his heart, he started to walk inside the blacksmith shop.

As he entered the shop he let his arm down from his heart, focusing on what was ahead. Nodding at the store owner, he began to browse around the store looking for a weapon. [color=fff200]"Hello sir, welcome to Zollie's Blacksmith shop."[/color] He said with a raised voice and smile, then continuing,[color=fff200] "We have the finest swords around, hand crafted by dwarves."[/color] He finished setting a hand down on the counter.

[color=00aeef]"Oh, I don't know what I'm really looking for, I don't even have that much money."[/color] Jag paused for a second pulling out his coin purse to see what was even purchasable. [color=fff200]"Well I can strike a deal with you, if need be."[/color] The dwarf said as Jag counted 89 gold pieces.[color=00aeef] "Oh no, It's fine. I have 89 pieces. What could I get with that?"[/color] He asked

[color=fff200]"Well with that I could sell you a tempered/hybrid blade. It's got a mixture of metals, its steel and mithril combined. If you were to have more gold I would sell you something a little better, but that's as best as it gets young lag."[/color] The dwarf walked from the counter into the back room, shuffling around some boxes, coming back out with a sword. [color=fff200]"I don't really let people know about my special items, but since you seem like you're in need I'll help you out."[/color]

Jag nods his head in respect to the dwarf, [color=00aeef]"Thanks, I actually really am in need."[/color] He said almost what sounded like relief. He knew that the blade he was getting was a pretty high price, the dwarf indeed cut him a deal. [color=fff200]"This blade doesn't need to be sharpened as much as other steel blades, due to mithril mixture. It'll be sharper than steel and iron blades as well."[/color] He slid the sword across the counter, slightly cutting it. Showing Jag how sharp it was. [color=fff200]"So be careful."[/color]

[color=00aeef]"I will. Thanks so much sir!"[/color] He said with excitement, looking at the sword. He never owned such a beautiful sword before, and this word wasn't even THAT good. [color=fff200]"No problem, take good care of it for me."[/color] The dwarf said handing Jag the sword. 

Jag took the sword, looking at it,[color=00aeef] [i]'Wow so cool.'[/i][/color] He thought, this looked at his waist. [color=00aeef]"Oh sir, do you have a sheathe for it?"[/color] The dwarf snapped his finger, [color=fff200]"Oh yeah I forgot."[/color] He said walking to the back, shuffling some things around again, coming back out with a sheathe. [color=fff200]"Most people have these already so I usually don't worry about it."[/color] He said handing it to Jag.

[color=00aeef]"It's okay, thanks again!"[/color] Jag said handing him the coin purse, then giving him a wave goodbye walking out of the store. The dwarf waved goodbye in return.