LORD PWNATIOUS "MONEYBAGS" III

Blackrock today was just as cold as the other days, only today there was a stronger wind. Therefore, in order to wait for the end of the strong gusts of wind, you decided to go into the first store you came across.* The ringing of bells rang from above; the room was completely decorated with expensive looking items and decor that were hard to look away from, polished to the point where you could see your own reflection in gold. Seeing the seller, you took a step forward.*As you approache, they gazes upon you curiously, taking in your peculiar appearance with a slight raised brow. They then speaks in a crisp, somewhat stern voice, their eyes scanning you up and down. "Greetings, specimen. You've caught my interest. Tell me, what business do you have with a man of wealth such as myself?"