Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27950421-20160915154555/@comment-28358106-20160929005733

I walk around the curio shop. All sorts of strange things line the shelf; weapons, clothing, belts, footwear, armor, magic items of varying potency, statues, and on and on. As I browse, a piping voice comes from behind the counter.

"Hello, sir! What can I help you find?" I look up to see a cheerful Lizardman.

"Um, well, I'm not really sure," I say. "I just got into town, really.  Having a look around on my own." I gesture towards the shelf I'm looking at. "This is an odd assortment of stuff. It's nice, and in good shape, but it all seems...used.  Are you a pawn shop?"

She shakes her head. "Oh, no, sir. We're a resale and commission shop.  Those are items recovered from the dead adventurers that scavengers find out in the wilds."

I pause, my brows raised only slightly. "Dead...adventurers. There are...a lot, I take it?"

She nods enthusiastically. "Oh, yes sir. Folks are always trying to wander into some cave or another, trying to find a magic sword left behind by some other dead guy.  The thing they don't realize is, if the dead guy had a magic sword worth a durn, he wouldn't be dead, now, would he?" She shakes her head and sighs sadly. "But, they never seem to learn."

"Hmmm. Seems like sound advice.  Okay, show me the stuff that DOESN'T belong to a dead guy."

"Oh, okay sir! Lemme show you what we have over here.  We have clothes, some jewelry, and..."