Post by { Ahrima on Dec 5, 2009 15:32:11 GMT -5
Ahrima
I often think it's nothing but a coffin.
Gotta get wreck 'till our necks never swing on a rope.
I often think it's nothing but a coffin.
Gotta get wreck 'till our necks never swing on a rope.
Ahrima was happy to see that the faery seemed to be amazed with the shop. It was not often that people stopped and looked around to appreciate all of the different things. He followed her gaze wherever it went, so that he was looking at what she was looking at. I think it's. . .Wow. I can't honestly say I've ever seen so many different things all in one place. Ahrima grinned at her statement. That was one of the things he took pride in the most. Is having gathered such a variety of items all in one large room. Ahrima noticed that a small, feathery object had caught Zanna's attention, and he smirked. He had a lot more in this shop that would suit her liking than just a mere feather. Ahrima then answered the faery's question.
"All of this stuff that's in here I either make, or forage from some other place. Usually it's a combination of both." Ahrima walked over to the clear glass counter at the far end of the room, and putting one hand on it to stabilize himself, jumped completely over it, sending himself to the other side of it. He walked around to the left side of the room, following behind the counter. "I might have something in here that might attract your taste." The werewolf opened up the glass doors in the back of the case that was the counter, and pulled out a large board of wood that had been hurriedly covered in black velvet fabric. Upon it sat many pieces of elegant jewelry. The pieces on this board were all made of silver.
There were rings, bracelets, and necklaces. There was even one brooch. Ahrima carefully set the board on the counter top, and picked up one of the necklaces, making sure that the silver did not touch his skin, and he was thankful that he was wearing gloves. The necklace that he held up had a gracefully thin silver chain, and on the end was an oval shaped pendant. The charm was not too big, and it was encrested with dark sapphires. "How about this, or any of these?" Ahrima smiled a dangerously compelling smile as he displayed the piece in his hand. "I'm not all weapons and armour, you know."