by Gorbaz » Fri Jan 13, 2012 12:06 am
Rolan leds Mirabelle out of the shop, smiling lovingly at her, and occasionally giving her little kisses on her head as the pair left the mercentile area, and headded for the military district. It was there that all of the weapons and armour were stored and sold. "I don't think I've ever let you wander in this district, my dear. Too close to the mines. I would never want you to be mistaken for one of them, and dissappear inside. Now, let's see what they have, hmm?". He led her into one of the armourers. Inside there were several suits of armour of different sizes, some designed for maximum protection, others for ease of movement, but all were finely crafted, decorated, and bejewled. "Please, choose anything that you like, my dear"
One way, or another, I'm going to find you, I'll get you, I'll get you!