[color=ed1c24]"Ok fine i'll come with you! But if you go dead or injured there i might not be able to help ya"[/color] said Marion lost to his argument, [color=ed1c24]"Tell me where your hangar is, i'll go there"[/color].

Marion continued looking for shops around the Grid, wanting to buy some melee weapons for Colorways, he looked really pissed that he lost an argument with, who? Ren? [color=ed1c24]"Ya, i dont care bout his name"[/color] he thought in his head, after a certain time of walking around the Grid he founded a shop, right by Hangar 28.

The Shop is guarded by a dwarf, wears goggles and gloves to keep sparks of fire from hitting him. [color=ed1c24]"Hey mister! do you sell any weapons for hunters here?, im thinking of a short sword."[/color], the dwarf nodded and guided Marion to the back which is the storeroom, the dwarf said [color=ec008c]"I dont get payed with money kid"[/color].

[color=ed1c24]"Then with what?"[/color]

[color=ec008c]"If you want a grade 2-3 short sword, you'll be have to takes the Mastadon, and bring his horn for me, you bets i can make a good sword out of that piece o' crap"[/color]

With no other choices left, he nodded to the dwarf and went out of the store and to the 35th Hangar and just, sitted on Colorways, while checking the Mastadon as one of his unlucky target.