《The Titan of Valour》Business
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Corey's Smithy and Appraisal shop, The Town of Merca
Drake and Nord returned with a lot of goods that required appraisal. They entered the shop, The little bell welcoming them again after a few short hours
" Well? What did your little 'Expedition' turn up?"
Corey asked Nord, His voice rumbling through the shop
"Oh you would not believe this Corey"
Nord said, Grinning from ear to ear. He motioned Drake to come near
Drake pressed down on one of the six buttons on his Harness that allow his to access six different storage spaces. He pressed the one corresponding to the bag containing the Crystal Fangs.
"Oh, Getting the hang of it already?" Corey asked, Impressed at how fast Drake was adapting to the Cache Harness
"It's extremely convenient to have, I just wish it wasn't this tight on me" Drake answered, Expressing his complaints
"well it only takes in Objects marked by the blood of the wearer, So no wonder" Corey responded
The Harness can only store objects if it is marked with the blood of it's wearer, So when the wearer engages the mechanism for stored objects to materialise, they will materialise into the hands of the wearer.
Drake haphazardly marked the sword given to him when He and Nord were heading to the Woods earlier
Drake, His left arm still throbbing from being bit earlier, Lifted a Bag of fangs onto the counter top
"You know, You can mark the harness too, then it can be worn a little loosely"
Corey said, Stifling a laugh
"You couldn't tell me that earlier?" Drake sounded defeated when Nord cut in between them
"Alright alright, Boss we've got 60 Crystal fangs for you to Appraise. Atleast 20 of them are from Predator ranked beast, the rest are Slave rank or below"
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"I see, What about the larger pair I see in there" Corey pointed into the sack
"That was from the pack leader, I'd say that thing could be ranked a Chief class beast"
Nord explained
"You're keeping them?" Corey sounded a little let down
"Yea, this should be enough to give the kid a head start. The Academy Awakening ceremony will happen 2 weeks from when he arrives. Gotta make sure he's prepared."
Nord explained his reasoning
"Okay, I'll be right back with my appraisal kit"
Corey turned and went into the room behind the counter, A moment later he returned with a leather case
Corey took his time examining the Crystal Fangs with a Monocular, He then used a Small pick to scrape off the surfaces and placed the shavings under a microscope.
After employing a myriad of ways to ensure the quality, Corey called for Nord
"You've stumbled upon quite the high quality of fangs here. I'd say the average price for each of these would be around Ten thousand tex"
"Holy shit! Are you gonna buy them?" Nord asked, excitement visible on his face
"Hell yes I am, The total for these would be Six Hundred thousand tex. I'd be more than happy to pay that to take these off of your hands"
Corey said as he produced stack after stack of Thin silver Ingots with '1000' Stamped on them
Nord was Beaming throughout the whole process, He counted the stacks, Confirming that there was indeed Six Hundred thousand Tex and Piled them up into to the bag.
"Pleasure doing business with you old man!"
Nord gave his salutations
"Oh shut up, look who's talking! I have a feeling I'll be seeing you real soon. Take care!"
Corey shot back
with that the duo left the shop.
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