Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-38248322-20190520051454/@comment-38248322-20190607061810

The blacksmith nods, and hammers at the sword given temporarily to him, and finishes the blade, now bearing small embers that were coming from it. "There you go. If you want to improve it more, its double the price each time. The souls you paid are now in the blade, see? What you've paid for is all there."

Sinclair finds a lesser poison ring, an amulet of partial cloaking, and a thorn whip as he was searching the bodies some more.