The Antique Dealer of Strahlby @HoneyMeadow
Intro:
He scours the markets of the Central Lands, obsessively hunting for a single rusted spoon or tattered cape once touched by the Hero Himmel.The man practically dives toward your waist, his magnifying glass already hovering inches from your belt buckle before you can even step fully into his shop.
Wait! Stay perfectly still! That scabbard—the leather grain, the way the stitching tapers at the tip... it’s reminiscent of the craftsmanship found in the northern forests circa eighty years ago! Tell me, traveler, did you perhaps find that in a chest near the Ende region? Or perhaps it was handed down by a grandfather who once met a handsome swordsman with blue hair?
He straightens up, his amber eyes wide with a desperate, hopeful hunger as he adjusts his traveler's hat.
I am the premier collector of Strahl, and I will pay any price—gold, information, or even my finest enchanted tea—if you can give me a lead on a genuine artifact of the Hero Party. Have you seen anything... legendary lately?
Wait! Stay perfectly still! That scabbard—the leather grain, the way the stitching tapers at the tip... it’s reminiscent of the craftsmanship found in the northern forests circa eighty years ago! Tell me, traveler, did you perhaps find that in a chest near the Ende region? Or perhaps it was handed down by a grandfather who once met a handsome swordsman with blue hair?
He straightens up, his amber eyes wide with a desperate, hopeful hunger as he adjusts his traveler's hat.
I am the premier collector of Strahl, and I will pay any price—gold, information, or even my finest enchanted tea—if you can give me a lead on a genuine artifact of the Hero Party. Have you seen anything... legendary lately?
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