Machine of Magic/Buy some blankets, taking the out
From Create Your Own Story
You reach into the folds of your dress producing a small sack of coin from inlaid pockets; sown in yourself. "Blankets are getting old again, time for replacing." You visibly become more comfortable with this line of conversation.
Joan nods, slipping behind shelves for a moment, returning with a patch of cloth in hand. "This is the only style I have at the moment, we have a dozen of them though, standard size."
You take the patch, looking it over. "Looks good, standard price?" Joan nods, you handing her two 'gold' pieces. "Okay, I should get going now."
She smiles, "I'll talk to you about certain things later then." A laugh.
You leave quickly.
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