Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150820004043/@comment-24760123-20150823214412

Hyperion was nearby, haggling with a merchant.

It seemed to be a heated one,as brief snippets were loud enough to be heard by the group.

"...two hundred septims..."

"...master craftmanship..."

"...not as good as Aenar..."

"...improperly forged..."