Upon entering the [b]Weapons[/b] shop Jones would be surrounded by armors and weapons. A few knights stood within the shop observing various steel and enchanted weapons. Nothing an untrained teen could use. Though the shop owner still observed her walking in. He took particular notice of her flying pet next to her. She grumbled a bit. Not many kept pets with them and he hadn't thought to put a no pets allowed sign on yet. But now he did think about doing so. The middle aged man wearing a feathered cap twirled his mustache at the girl as he laid against the counter. "No playing." He said, though she was not a child he could tell she was not his usual customer. "And don't touch anything! you might hurt yourself!" He said. The large sharp weapons hanging around the place were glistening with their freshly refined sharp edges.

[@Mogget]