His journey through the west came to an end when he came across an atelier, he walked up the stairs where the doors where pushed open by a doorman this had alarms blaring in his mind and he be and he became hesitant to go in but hey what is the worst that can happen, right? Hell no
Once in he was met with three door and a clerk at the center of it all and as if sensing his presence "what are you here for?" a composed sinister sensation filled the atmosphere "I'm here to sell and order material but I see I need to make a deal with zhrakkar first"
The silence was deafening and if possible you could hear people's heart beat and this made Asher uneasy as he coughed meanwhile the clerk looked hopelessly at him and released a long sigh as he gestured with his hand to a group of people sitting and waiting
Asher awkwardly walked over at the chair not even making eye contact just a voice one able to ensnare any man "that was funny not many people got the joke because they lack the brain capacity to process it" she giggled
He shifted his gaze and what he saw stunned him, white silky hair, sky blue irises that hypnotizes, her pale like the snow and just as fragile she wore a white tactical heel with black, a rapier strapped to her waist and finally on top her red dress shirt a black long coat hanging on her shoulder
Her figure was mesmerizing even to Asher he noticed his state of mind and immediately snapped himself all these happened under dilated time but it lasted long enough for her to notice causing her to smirk
"What? Never seen a queen before" she flicked her hair with her hand releasing another round of seductive pheromone but Asher knew better than to let his guard down
He drew in a lot of air into his lungs parting his lips minutely releasing the air deflecting the scent before he turned his clear mind into a swamp
He released all the air he gathered and smiled "a queen?" he raised one of his eyebrow "well what would you majesty be looking in a place like this" his voice full of sarcasm and that she picked peering at him through the corner of her eye "I could ask you the same thing"
Asher dawned a faded navy blue duster coat with black pants and a pair of worn out tan boots cover in dust "seems like you are a hunter seeing your state" she quietly scoffed
He also picked up on the murmuring but didn't make out exactly what she said at the end but was able to pick up the first six word "yes I am a hunter" he lowered his upper body with his left hand on his chest and straighten himself back
"You have manners" a hint of amazement was in the tone of her voice "my mother taught me a bit of etiquette" he said his tone and gaze had a bit of nostalgia "that's nice, she must have been a respectful lady" the moment she said those words Asher mood turned blue "yes she was" he chuckled
They had a few exchange of words before her turned to approach one of the offices "well it was nice to make your acquaintance" that was when she realized that she didn't even know his name "my oh my, here I am reprimanding someone for not having manner, my name is Serina Notus" she gestured and seeing this he felt helpless "well duty should have been mine in the first place" he arose from his chair repair his clothing he place his left hand on his chest and bowed " my name is Asher, Asher Le Mont"
"What a strange name" she smirked and walked through one of the door, Asher respire a breath of relief and his face turned stern
Not long after she left he picked up his sack walked through the third door and appear in an office
The heat of a forge could be felt emanating through the entire room 'it is hotter than I remember or did I stay out in the cold too long' he thought to himself taking the magnificent sculptures, carving and rune, jewelries and so on which astonished him
"Good afternoon sir" a sonorous voice reeled in his attention and caused his heart of elevate to his throat which him turned abruptly
A man in black tuxedo and a red bow tie fully breaded his jet scruffy hair added to his aesthetic looks his green gaze deep and primal, his build solid and standing at about 6'3'' these are some of the trait of a terraverdean
Asher swallowed hard before composing himself "I'm here to sell some spoils and get a new weapon" he spoken trying best no to intimidated by the presence in front of him
The man smile noticing the slight fright in his tone "Okay please follow me" he turned began leading him to a bench. He walked over to the other side of the bench, and gestured for young hunter to present what he had.
Asher brought his last sack, placed it on the table and loosen the rope revealing bones and aether shard
Two of the sets of bones and a set of aether shards stood out "hm, seems you got the bones of a legendary aberrant and multiple uncommon aberrant likewise with the aether shard, although some bones are missing but these will do" he looked at the lad
"That's good" his voice had a hint of satisfaction "now for my weapons I want to make a blade using the incisor of the legendary" he continued explaining the specifications like weight, size, and other unique factors he needed
"Since we have finished with presentations lets go to the negotiations" he said rubbing his palms together since this was one of his favorite part in the market game
He got a total of 270 shardcoins paid 250 for his weapon leaving only 20shardcoins left and this kind of stung him a little since he still had 217.25 shardcoins left.
He sighed weighing his pouch of coins as he walked out of the atelier and continued his so called sightseeing.