Yurt's shop was fairly large, as far as a shop goes. Entering his building you can see various barrels with simple staves, some of them which you can identify as unstrung bow staves. Nicer, intricately carved bow staves hung on racks along the wall. There were also barrels of arrows alongside empty quivers, and hanging on simple cross stands were sets of leather armor. Most of them were just leather breastplates: Light, flexible, and cheap. Some sets however had more intricate protection, like shoulder gauards, gauntlets, tassels, even boots. Those were expensive. Finally behind the counter in a glass case was an arrangement of fine hunting knives. Both ornate yet practical, though based off the sign underneath them, very expensive. Yurt himself was a dark haired but fair skinned man, with a rough bread wearing some simple clothes and an apron. He was sitting behind a counter, fletching arrows with a little girl. Both were human. Yurt says something to the little girl in a language you don't quite understand: it must be the native Vaegir language. She smiles and continues working while he stands up and looks to you.

[b]"Welcome to my shop! I am Yurt the Bower. Are you looking for a light bow perhaps? Easy on the draw, simple to string. I just made a few yesterday. If you're looking for something cheaper, I have a few short bows in the barrel there."[/b] The way Yurt spoke to you, he assumed that you were a novice with a bow. And considering how long you've been enslaved, you really haven't had any proper practice for quite some time. The bows on display were fairly expensive, most of them between 75-200 Denarius. The ones from the barrels were cheaper, between 10-30 Denarius. The arrows were 5 Denarius for a bundle of 20, though you'd need to buy a quiver for them, which were 7 Denarius each.