Othiosiya was a bit hesitant to enter. So many items that looked almost as fragile as the priest who had greeted Kayden. He'd have to be careful in here, but at least he had taken off parts of his armor out of respect. The Drabarian frankly had very little to no idea about what kind of impression he'd make here -- apart from the ubiquitous 'he's so huge!'-one, of course --, so he had a vital interest in not trying to push his luck but instead get over this visit in a decent and adequate manner.

That was until the marble floor challenged him. The thing promoted everyone's footsteps to a minor event, even the slow and lithe ones of some of the elder priests. It didn't take long for Othiosiya to almost give up on actually lifting his feet as much as he was used to. He resorted to almost just dragging them over the floor as if he'd be some kind of lazy person who didn't know how to walk properly or had a problem with his legs. Then he could feel one of the marble plates crack beneath his heel as he had leaned over too much to one side to get a different perspective of Wulfric. He moved his foot further back to cover up the little mishap.

A prayer now would have been a good thing to make his prolonged stay at that one place less awkward, but Othiosiya didn't feel suffciently adept for this. Ultimately he hurried on to get to where Kayden had progressed. He had no real interest in buying any of the holy items. It felt awkward for him who had devoted most of his life to an entirely different goal that was far apart from what was being presented here. It didn't feel compatible, not even if he considered that this little things could improve his combat strength. And then there was the fact that he was already sucking out a lot of gold from the guild he had only joined hours ago for refitting his giant weapon -- better not to push his luck again.

Hopefully the other's would be quick to make their decisions.

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