Post by Rantz White on Sept 30, 2017 5:43:43 GMT -6
"Oh dear..." Rantz held the very light pouch of gold in his hand. Food and drink are needed to live, that much is certain but it seems his last meal took more from his pouch than he thought. Not helped is the fact that his sword is starting to see some use...and it is his only sword at the moment. His other two empty sheathes sticking out only further cemented this problem. "And I doubt smiths would want their works old for cheap." It was also in bad taste to skim out on commissions. What to do, what to do..
He could do some jobs but he needed a sword that isn't too worn. There was less ethical options but that was out of the question even if they are bandits. There was Laus but that's quite a bit ways walk. There is always improvising and make a sword out of sticks and rocks but Rantz got the feeling that would illicit laughter before he would bludgeon them. Good distraction but he can't imagine that working on say, archers...or the undead.
"Not like I signed up for this because it's easy." He laughed sadly after he placed the pouch away and sat down. He wasn't hungry and the pouch can buy him a few more meals but he does need to figure out sword and weapon needs. His armor can last...say a year or two but selling his armor doesn't seem like a good idea due to his common work place. "What to do, what to do..." Rantz thought out loud.