"So, it's utterly worthless, then?"
The merchant gave Kokoporo a shrug. "'Fraid so..." He held the pearl ring up to the light, glancing it over from beneath bronze spectacles. "I gotta say, it's surely the realest looking fake I've ever seen, but that sound you hear...?" He tapped it against the counter a few times for good measure. "Distinct sound of glass filled with wax."
Kokoporo sighed loudly, letting his upper body hang in disgust. His thoughts returned to the man he had met in the brumes of Ishgard, a poor sod who had written a check he couldn't cash with a couple of corrupt knights for the promise of medicine for his ailing wife. Kopo had offered to help, and so he was given the last remaining possession the man had: a pearl ring that he was sure Kopo could get a good price for in the markets of Ul'dah. Â
The very same ring that had now been declared completely fake.
"Uh, you alright there, sir?"
Kokoporo had wedged his head against the counter in quiet agitation. Monetarist he may have been, the truth was he had failed to secure any reliable form of income in a long while. The initial gold mine that was the various gems he had brought with him on his first visit to Ul'dah was bleeding out. Furthermore, the locations of where he had found such gems he had willingly thrown out to various merchants, and since he had defied the other Monetarists as he joined the Order, he was sure not to see any royalties.
And of course the bleeding knights making offers one couldn't refuse wanted a gods damned fortune for medicine that didn't even seem to be working, according to the man in the Brume.
"UGH...I'll be fine..." No he wouldn't. Kokoporo lifted his head from the counter muttering for the merchant to "keep the dern ring..." He swiftly turned on his heel, marching towards the exit of the Steps of Thal, hoping to make his way back to the Aetheryte. As he made his way through the Steps of Nald, his ears caugh the sound of some commotion just outside the Quicksand. Letting curiosity get the best of him, Kokoporo waddled towards the scene, instinctfully gripping the handle of the blunt greatsword strapped to his back, arriving to find several people gathered around his friend the Roegadyn, Steel Wolf, looking unhappy and a bit in her cups at the moment.Â
"...Eh? Steel? What are ya...Hey!" He rushed towards her, only to be blocked by the tall body of a rather mouthy Miqo'te. "H-hey...Outta the way!"
The merchant gave Kokoporo a shrug. "'Fraid so..." He held the pearl ring up to the light, glancing it over from beneath bronze spectacles. "I gotta say, it's surely the realest looking fake I've ever seen, but that sound you hear...?" He tapped it against the counter a few times for good measure. "Distinct sound of glass filled with wax."
Kokoporo sighed loudly, letting his upper body hang in disgust. His thoughts returned to the man he had met in the brumes of Ishgard, a poor sod who had written a check he couldn't cash with a couple of corrupt knights for the promise of medicine for his ailing wife. Kopo had offered to help, and so he was given the last remaining possession the man had: a pearl ring that he was sure Kopo could get a good price for in the markets of Ul'dah. Â
The very same ring that had now been declared completely fake.
"Uh, you alright there, sir?"
Kokoporo had wedged his head against the counter in quiet agitation. Monetarist he may have been, the truth was he had failed to secure any reliable form of income in a long while. The initial gold mine that was the various gems he had brought with him on his first visit to Ul'dah was bleeding out. Furthermore, the locations of where he had found such gems he had willingly thrown out to various merchants, and since he had defied the other Monetarists as he joined the Order, he was sure not to see any royalties.
And of course the bleeding knights making offers one couldn't refuse wanted a gods damned fortune for medicine that didn't even seem to be working, according to the man in the Brume.
"UGH...I'll be fine..." No he wouldn't. Kokoporo lifted his head from the counter muttering for the merchant to "keep the dern ring..." He swiftly turned on his heel, marching towards the exit of the Steps of Thal, hoping to make his way back to the Aetheryte. As he made his way through the Steps of Nald, his ears caugh the sound of some commotion just outside the Quicksand. Letting curiosity get the best of him, Kokoporo waddled towards the scene, instinctfully gripping the handle of the blunt greatsword strapped to his back, arriving to find several people gathered around his friend the Roegadyn, Steel Wolf, looking unhappy and a bit in her cups at the moment.Â
"...Eh? Steel? What are ya...Hey!" He rushed towards her, only to be blocked by the tall body of a rather mouthy Miqo'te. "H-hey...Outta the way!"
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