A dirty magician – golden mask. RemVoVo

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      – Welcome to my store. I am the Eagle owner. What you need? Let me guess. “He looked intently at the lady. -You need blades. You are one of the werewolf eagles. Your race is dexterous, but weak in magic. Look at these blades. “He pulled out two blades from behind the counter, obviously expensive ones. With precious stones and glowing red pulsating light. – They are fiery just right for you. It's also a good idea to buy armor. Here I have one for you. – He deftly took out the chain mail. Thin and light. – This is chain mail made from dmerite ore. The lightest thing in the world. But very durable. – Seeing the lady’s interest, he continued. – Only two hundred gold for everything.

      – Thirty. – The lady said, trying on the chain mail and holding the blades in one hand. She handled them very quickly.

      – Fourty.

      – It's coming. “He took the payment and turned to me. – I’ll offer you a young man in a mask. Oh, this is the first time this has happened. You can't be read. And my vision ability is not working. Strange. You are not an ordinary traveler.

      – It’s better for you not to know. – I said and winked. The words of the magician Toren must be fulfilled. At least for now she will help me, in finding options to return home. – Show everything. Maybe I'll pick something up.

      – Your outfit is very strange. I have never seen such fabric. Lightweight but durable.

      – Otherwise. And it doesn't burn. – I bought a shirt at a sale made from flame retardant fabric.

      – Allow me. Fire spell. “He came up to me with a ball of fire and ran it down my sleeve. It didn't catch fire. Living in two thousand and sixty is something. It’s a pity I didn’t bring different devices with me. That's the problem.

      – She may not be eager. – Aralia plunged her red blades into him. As I thought, they didn't pierce him. – How wonderful. You are so amazing. “And she kissed me.” I would be happy. But the kiss was addressed to the mask.

      – So you don’t need armor? Then the staff of water is for you. I've had it for a long time. Maybe it will finally work for you as it should. Three generations lie idle. “He handed me a staff with a skull on the base. Apparently the creature was not human. More like a reptile.

      – Too light. – I held it in my hand. Convenient thing. It’s comfortable to walk like a staff. But it's a very scary sight. The staff's eyes sparkled.

      – He accepted you. This rarely happens. This staff belonged to the Lord of Darkness, Alejandro. Thousands of years ago until he was defeated by Michael in the Battle of Mt. It has two modes. Say blade.

      I said. A sword appeared in place of the staff. The hilt had the same skull, and the sword was almost a meter long. But again it was very light. I waved it several times. Comfortable. I liked the sword better. At least it’s clear how to use it. I have no manna at all.

      – It cuts through everything. Although, as always, there are limitations. He himself determines the owner. Look here. “He took the sword from my hands. It immediately turned into a staff. The skull is extinguished. – Blade. – But nothing happened. – You see. He accepted you.

      – For how much you sell. – Aralia said. The sight of the skull fascinated her. People here are greedy for trinkets.

      – Honestly I do not know. I got it purely for luck. He wandered around the world from hand to hand for many millennia. No one could use it like that. Except for Mikhail. So my great-grandfather got it in exchange for a bag of buckwheat. So two hundred gold.

      “You can buy fields of buckwheat with this money.” Twenty or we'll leave. Look for other fools for that amount. – Aralia said, winking at me. She began to treat me noticeably warmer.

      – Fourty. And here you have, to boot, gloves made of smooth rat leather. – Orliy pulled out a pair of black gloves from the counter. I tried it on. Lightweight and durable. I nodded to the young lady.

      – Here comes the money. “She pulled money out of thin air.” She kissed me again on the mask and we said goodbye and left the store. On the street she said. – How lucky we were. We have money. And I haven’t seen such things for a long time. Now we are not ashamed to enter the guild. Otherwise I know their manners. Those who don't have cool equipment are looked at as empty space. We don't need this. You are my champion. “She pressed her whole body against me. So nice.

      Chapter 3 Guild

      This is the guild. Modest two-story brick rear. The only thing that distinguished it from others was the nondescript sign. How easily they destroy my dreams. Where are the dragons on the towers near the entrance. There is nothing. Only a fat guard in old armor at the entrance. He looked at us and, spitting on the ground, opened the door. I wanted to smile at him, but remembering that I was wearing a mask, I didn’t do it. At least the view inside didn't disappoint. Cheerful music of three dwarven musicians. Tables where they played dice and cards. Stand with stone task tablets. And three reception desks. Of course, with elf curators. Everyone is wearing blue sundresses and blue hair. But they didn’t have big breasts. It's a pity.

      – What you need? – asked the lady centaur blocking our path. Her bust was outstanding. Size five no less. Aralia didn't like her right away.