Chak-tha shook her head, trying to clear it, and walked over to Isa and Max, clicking to herself.
max: so its usless if someone is human or anything other then a ork correct * he said looking at it and hearing the price he sighs * max: mmm what about the cook book how much do you want for that * he said as he noticed chak-tha * max: oh hay chak how have you been ?
Chak-tha shrugged, broadcasting her words to Max via telepathy.
I don't know. I've just been sitting here, collecting my thoughts.
I don't know. I've just been sitting here, collecting my thoughts.
* max looked at her curiesly * max: well want to shere them id be glad to here them * he said with a warm smile *
She shook her head.
It seems like you're talking to someone. She seems quite interesting.
It seems like you're talking to someone. She seems quite interesting.
Isa gives a nod in greeting to Chak-tha. Her smile never wavers. "Hello, and welcome to my brazaar!"
Returning to Max, she answers him. "The cookbook is two gold. Nothing magical about it, unless you count Street Fighter-themed appetizers as magic."
Returning to Max, she answers him. "The cookbook is two gold. Nothing magical about it, unless you count Street Fighter-themed appetizers as magic."
Chak-tha turned to Isa, speaking telepathically with her.
Hello there! What is it you're selling here? It seems really interesting!
Hello there! What is it you're selling here? It seems really interesting!
Isa Lingworth wrote:
Watching her previous customer leave, Isa now has no one waiting in line at the moment. Deciding to change her stock, the eldritch woman puts everything on the table into. . . something under the table.
She begins pulling the following out: a calculator, a beach ball that seems to defy gravity, a black sphere that radiates darkness, a shard of metal that glows with the energy of life, a can of Coca-Cola, a shotgun with a revolving chamber for shells, a scythe with a decorative skull attached to one end of the blade, a cookbook titled "The Gamer's Guide to the Ultimate Dish," a pair of Michael Jordan's basketball shoes signed by the man himself, a golden spatula, and a handheld mirror with a tag that says "Absolutely, POSITIVELY curse-free!"
She begins pulling the following out: a calculator, a beach ball that seems to defy gravity, a black sphere that radiates darkness, a shard of metal that glows with the energy of life, a can of Coca-Cola, a shotgun with a revolving chamber for shells, a scythe with a decorative skull attached to one end of the blade, a cookbook titled "The Gamer's Guide to the Ultimate Dish," a pair of Michael Jordan's basketball shoes signed by the man himself, a golden spatula, and a handheld mirror with a tag that says "Absolutely, POSITIVELY curse-free!"
"I sell a myriad of things!" She gestures to to the table. "I also have more than what you see here."
Nemuru is waiting her turn, she wanted to trade in a weapon of hers.. ok not really hers but you knoow-
Isa Lingworth wrote:
Isa gives a nod in greeting to Chak-tha. Her smile never wavers. "Hello, and welcome to my brazaar!"
Returning to Max, she answers him. "The cookbook is two gold. Nothing magical about it, unless you count Street Fighter-themed appetizers as magic."
Returning to Max, she answers him. "The cookbook is two gold. Nothing magical about it, unless you count Street Fighter-themed appetizers as magic."
max: 2 gold now what if i dint have gold i have a few itams to trade out and some pot if your willing to take that again * eh said noticing the other girl waiting for her turn * max: my bad ill only be a sec miss * he said to nemuru*
Isa rolls with the telepathy as if it were nothing. "A mirror. Totally not a cursed one."
The mirror reflects what Chak-tha would appear as if she were human.
As she returns her gaze to Max, she hands Nemuru the scimitar from awhile back. It glows purple, the blade rife with ancient black magic.
"What are your items?" she asks Max.
The mirror reflects what Chak-tha would appear as if she were human.
As she returns her gaze to Max, she hands Nemuru the scimitar from awhile back. It glows purple, the blade rife with ancient black magic.
"What are your items?" she asks Max.
Chak-tha's antennae flicked upwards, as a human would raise an eyebrow.
Then why elaborate specifically? That makes it seem like it is.
Then why elaborate specifically? That makes it seem like it is.
"Huh.... Im gonna assume theres a curse in this sword.."
* max had a bag and opend it showing a oldschool Nintendo with the controllors and the gun that came with duck hunt and the first mario game * max: this is a origanl nintendo with the gun and controlers will that be fine
Isa merely grins to Chak-tha. She points to the Thri-Kreen's smaller arms. They had been converted to human arms, and transformation was slowly spreading to the rest of her. "It will wear off." The merchant adds before panic could potentially set in.
"Yes, the sword is cursed. Only the blade, though. If you cut someone with it, their soul is devoured by the blade."
Isa wordlessly takes the entire console and controllers and hands Max the gun. She has always been a sucker for Nintendo, and it shows in her enthusiasm.
"Yes, the sword is cursed. Only the blade, though. If you cut someone with it, their soul is devoured by the blade."
Isa wordlessly takes the entire console and controllers and hands Max the gun. She has always been a sucker for Nintendo, and it shows in her enthusiasm.
Chak-tha began to click rapidly, seeming panicked despite Isa's words.
What's happening to me? What did you do?
What's happening to me? What did you do?
"You're becoming a human." Isa says matter-of-factly. "As I stated, the mirror isn't cursed. It is only temporary, and it only affects non-humans."
Isa Lingworth wrote:
Isa merely grins to Chak-tha. She points to the Thri-Kreen's smaller arms. They had been converted to human arms, and transformation was slowly spreading to the rest of her. "It will wear off." The merchant adds before panic could potentially set in.
"Yes, the sword is cursed. Only the blade, though. If you cut someone with it, their soul is devoured by the blade."
Isa wordlessly takes the entire console and controllers and hands Max the gun. She has always been a sucker for Nintendo, and it shows in her enthusiasm.
"Yes, the sword is cursed. Only the blade, though. If you cut someone with it, their soul is devoured by the blade."
Isa wordlessly takes the entire console and controllers and hands Max the gun. She has always been a sucker for Nintendo, and it shows in her enthusiasm.
max: well well i think i just figuerd out who my consumer is * he chuckled * now tell me is it just Nintendo or old school consuls in general * he said with a big toothy grin befor seeing chak* max: whoa thats super bizare * he said watching intesly *
"Just Nintendo." Isa confirmed. "I like the short men in red and green. They are fun. The dragon turtle is too."
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