
Shinon: Ah, Gran Soren. Now we're talking. There are people from all walks of life here,
including intrepid adventurers. Someone here should have the knowledge we seek.
Voice: Good day sir! Care to buy some supplies or crafting materials? I have everything from rusted daggers to bits of old buildings!

Shinon: I imagine folks just line up in droves for that.
Reynard: Just between you and me, business isn't that great. People are coming up to me, asking for these materials I've never even heard of. Tell me, would you pay hard-looted cash for a "fetid gallstone"?
Shinon: ...why would someone want that?
Reynard: Maker, I don't know. And "moonshimmer pelts", that's another one. What's a moonshimmer, anyway? I've never seen one, and I've been just about everywhere.
Shinon: Maybe they live on BBI?
Reynard: Yeah, I wouldn't doubt it. I'm thinking of heading there myself one of these days to see what all the hubbub is about.
Shinon: What hubbub? What do you know?
Reynard: I've heard there's an entire underground city there, abandoned. Pawns that lost their masters roam aimlessly in its streets, attacking anyone that comes near. Imagine the money I could make if I got some bits of THOSE old buildings!
Shinon: Sir, nobody buys bricks or Gran Soren rubble. They just don't. I highly doubt bricks or rubble from an abandoned underground city would be any different. Maybe aim a little higher. Ancient artifacts. Sculptures. Conversation pieces, that sort of thing.
Reynard: You know what, you're right! I need to expand my inventory! I'm going to BBI! I just have to gather some supplies that aren't moldy and useless and... hey! *points frantically at a passing man* The bracers that man is wearing! Those are made from those moonshimmer pelts!
Shinon: Hey, I know him! Quintin! Hey!

Quintin: How's it going, Shi? Haven't seen you in ages!
Shinon: Yeah, I've been busy. Doing a documentary on BBI right now. We haven't gotten much information yet, but we're trying.
Quintin: BBI? I've been there.
Shinon: You have? Thank the maker. Answers. Well, tell us your tale, my friend.
Quintin: Well, I'm kinda in a hurry, but I suppose I can spare a few minutes. Yeah, Master and I went to BBI a few times, actually. You have to take the boat from Cassardis to get there the first time, but you can zip back with a ferrystone later.
Shinon: So what's it like there?
Quintin: You step onto the island, there's this big structure, looks like an old ruined castle. But then you've got this wooden platform with a bed on it near the pier. There's a woman that lives there, dressed all in black. She asked us to help her with something. I dunno, Master was listening to her, I was too busy walking around and looking from side to side. I think I learned that from you.
Shinon: Sounds like something i'd do. This woman, is her name Olra?
Quintin: I think, yeah. Master gave her a melted lump of bluish-black metal and she turned it into some papers for the scrivener.
Shinon: What you just said makes no sense at all.
Quintin: Truth is stranger than fiction, bro.
Shinon: *points to quintin's bracers* And those? Did she make those?
Quintin: Yeah, she did! Awesome, huh? They're called Trophy Bracers. These white bits? Giant Saurian Sage hide.
Shinon: Reynard said it was "moonshimmer pelt", so that's just what they call it?
Quintin: "Moonshimmer pelt" sounds a lot more luxurious than "saurian hide", don't you think? Poor guys are being hunted to extinction, though. I got these back when there were tons of 'em. Now you're lucky if you see one on the entire island.
Shinon: So you've seen the whole place, then?
Quintin: Oh, no. Master got injured and we had to liftstone.
Shinon: "Riftstone." It's an "R". Rrrrrrriftstone.
Quintin: No, I meant liftstone. they're special BBI ferrystones. Normal ferrystones don't work on BBI once you're inside. You need an emergency exit, trust me. Things can be going fine, then all of a sudden, an ogre is swatting you off a bridge, leaving your master to fend for herself. Which reminds me, I really should be going, I'm sorry. If you ever decide to head out to BBI for an on-location segment, count me in, there's a bunch of us that know the place pretty well.
Shinon: You'd think it'd be safe with the whole camera crew? They're just random pawns I pulled off the street.
Quintin: Nah, they'd get eaten. When I get the chance, I'll talk to a few of my buddies, see if they'll help out. You should head to the pawn guild, ask around. Get yourself some decent gear first, and make sure you're stocked in curatives. BBI isn't Happy Fun Time.
Shinon: Okay, thanks. I'll see you around.
Shinon: So, gear, huh? Well, here's an armory. Let's see what they have.

Caxton: Iron and steel, honed to an edge. That's all a man really needs.
Shinon: This man needs some armor, actually. I'm looking for something in a bracer... chainmail, perhaps? And make sure it qualifies as torso clothing even though it's clearly for the arms.
Caxton: They're masterworks all, you can't go wrong. *hands Shinon an Archwizard's Helm*
Shinon: Um, no, I asked for -
Caxton: They're masterworks all, you can't go wrong.
Shinon: Oh, I'm sure it's fine, but it's not what I'm looking for. I don't wear helms, see this glorious hair? I don't cover this up.
Caxton:...come again.
Shinon: No, I'm not leaving, I just don't want that helm. I just want some chainmail bracers, ok? Nothing wizardy or helmetty.
Caxton: They're masterworks all, you can't go wrong. *hands Shinon a single mage shoe*
Shinon: Yes. Well. Is there someone else I can speak to? Ah, you there...

Gwine - Hi there! You in the market for a weapon?
Shinon: No, actually, i'm looking for some bracers. ...by the way, is the owner okay?
Gwine: Caxton? Oh, he's just really proud of his work. So... bracers, you say? But... you can't kill anything with bracers.
Shinon: No, but I can stop things from trying to gnaw on my arms.
Gwine: You don't need armor if all your enemies are lying in a massive pool of blood.
Shinon: The odd glint in your eyes has me more than a little concerned.
Gwine: I love that...rush I get from holding a longsword, don't you? You're holding something in your hands that can
take someone's life!
Shinon: So can a brick.

Gwine: Oh, but clubbing someone to death with a bit of masonry is just brutish and messy. Sinking a blade into soft, supple flesh....It's elegant, almost...magical...*trails off*
Shinon: Does Caxton let you handle weapons here?
Gwine: No, but I do anyway when he's not watching. How can I not hold these beauties? *fondles several daggers rather disturbingly*
Shinon: So no chainmail bracers then?
Gwine *leans over counter, has clearly lost it* I sleep on a pile of scabbards, awash in the scent of leather. My sheets are Swordsman's Mantles, covered in the blood of the fallen. My pillow is a...well, it's a pillow but the pillowcase has pictures of
swords on it!
Shinon: You're a delightful young lady. If you'd excuse me, I just remembered I have to...be excused.
Gwine: Wait! *climbs up onto counter* If you could be a sword, which one would you be? I'd be a Cassardi flamberge. All those sharp points...ripping and tearing... What about you, huh?
Shinon: I lied, you're not a delightful young lady, you're batsh*t crazy and shouldn't be allowed within a 300-mile radius of anything sharp.
Gwine: Oh, you're a bastard sword, then.
Shinon: A GOLDEN bastard, thank you.

Shinon: That was incredibly frightening. As you can see, I decided to dig through my master's storage rather than buy anything from those nutbars. That's all the time we have for now. Next time, I'm off to the pawn guild to see if I can recruit some pawns to join us on our pursuit of knowledge. I also know that nobody's a raving wacko there, which will be a nice change. Good night, Gransys, and be careful you aren't soaked in water!
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