Spirit walked over to Scout's tent. "I'm here for weapons. Yew sent me."

Spirit thought for a moment and spoke. "I think I'll jsut take a dagger or two. Dn't know what the Rotten Forest holds."

Spirit shook his head. "I don't think so. I'm sure to be back though." Spirit dipped his head gratefully.

Nanuk - Anthro Feline

Nanuk walks across the forge floor, her robes moving loosely around her spotted legs. A dominant feminine aura surrounds her. Her amber eyes scoured the available wares. A standard sword. That sounds like it'll suffice. She was good with a bow and arrow, but she was short ten pinecones. This would officially put her at zero. She would need to use this sword to make some money fast if she wanted to stuff cheeks this week.

She approached the forge as her left paw grabbed the bottom of her cone satchel, emptying it into her right paw. She placed all 30 pinecones onto the counter and looked at Scout. "A standard sword, please."

Nanuk let out a short huff as she slid the sword into the shstuff cheekshe on her side. "Not unless you do charity, no," she said, mustering a small grin. "Thank you for your help. Hopefully I'll survive long enough to come back," she said.