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Characters: The Magic Peddler
Open? Yes~
Where: Everywhere~
When: All day the 16th of Rebirth's Height.
What: The Magic Peddler is out selling his wares. What plot significant magical and cursed little do dad will your character acquire?

He's a slightly wizened old man; the large pack on his back has bent him over the years and his long grey beard looks to have not seen much of a comb in years. Yet he is clean, his brown tunic studded with light green tile that look like faded lily pads drifting in a muddied swamp, washed out from sun and wash. The charms hanging from the gold bands adorning his arms glitter, polished white and smooth as they clink together with every step.

There's something about him that draws the curiosity. The hopeful, the unguarded, the ambitious, those who have much to gain, those who have little to lose. He has something for them all, hidden treasures none have ever unearthed before. What is waiting for you, inside his pack?

[[OoC: All items from the Magic Peddler are two fold in nature, often cursed as well as blessed. If you have a specific sort of object you'd like your character to get, PM or stick it in your reply!]]

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"Many thanks to you, oh kind sir, but I would only ask for some company on my journey. I've been carrying this pack so long, it feels as if it were part of me, and to remove it, I would lose myself."

"I wouldn't mind some company myself."

It was a decently long walk to get to, well, anywhere from here. The company would be a nice change from just watching the horizon. Eagle fell into step beside the older gentleman.

"Are you a trader of some sort? Or maybe you just enjoy traveling?"

"A bit of both, you might say," the man answered pleasantly. "Back in my youth, I was an explorer. If it was uncharted, I charted it, if it was forbidden, I entered it, if it was booby trapped, I took my chances," he chuckled. "In every dungeon, a magical treasure lay, just waiting to be found, and I wanted to find them all."

"That sounds fun. In different circumstances I might have chosen to do something like that as well."

But, he did have something more important than fun to attend to. Being so driven to achieve a goal didn't leave one very much free time for adventuring.

"Did you ever find very much of that treasure you mentioned?"

"Quite a lot of it!" the man assured with a grin. "More than my share. So now that I have no need of it, my travels help bring it to where it will do the most good."

"So that is why you are still traveling, to bring these magical treasures of yours to people who could use them."

That sounded noble enough.

"If you ever come across anything that would be useful against the thorns I'm sure the soldiers along the front would love to hear from you."

"Ah yes, that is a tricky problem," the man mused, tugging at his beard slightly in thought. "The trouble is with things is that the more magic they contain, the more alive they become. In the hands of the wrong person, they can go all wrong and cause worse damage than the thing you want them to defeat."

He looked over at Eagle a moment. "Do you think you might be able to handle one, oh hero from another world?"

"I really don't know very much about magic. My world was one based more on technology than..."
And he paused, would this fellow really understand the concept behind mecha and computers? No one else here had. Eagle supposed it was a very unnatural concept for people used to magic. Even Lantis when he had first arrived in Autozam had been awed by the technology.

"Well, I will just say I am at a loss when it comes to magical things."

However, in order to get back and to save Autozam... He had to adapt and learn as much as he could about this world's magic. He wasn't about to give up on his dream that easily.

"But, I wouldn't like it to stay that way. If learning how magic here works is the way to succeed then I will do it without fail."

"Aa, but if you understand technology, than is not that a magic to itself?"

"Go to the village blacksmith and see if he couldn't build a mecha?"

They already thought him crazy for saying things like that existed, not that he really minded at all, it was just that the gap between medieval style technology and what he was used to seemed so large.

"I don't intend to be here long enough for something like that."

The man chuckled at that. "You might try. People have a way to of surprising you, after all."

He reached into one of the smaller pouches along his belt, pulling out a small leather satchel. "In my younger days, I once fought against a dragon unlike the ones in this land. When he had been slain, he left behind this gem." He slowly unwrapped the leather, relieving a deep red gem that was almost as big as a fist. "A scholar told me that it was the dragon's heart, and held in it a force that could power almost any thing if the correct pact was made."

The old man held it out with a smile. "Would your blood be noble enough to wake the dragon's heart, oh Hero from Another World?"

How shiny... This old gentleman hadn't been kidding when he said he had found a lot a treasures during his adventures. What he had said about the gem was intriguing too. A a force that could power almost anything.
Of course that wasn't all there was to it.

"The correct kind of pact?"

The man nodded. "No power comes without strings attached after all," he smiled, expression a touch wry.

"No, I suppose not. That would make it all too simple wouldn't it?"

Wry smile countered by a smile of his own. He did enjoy challenges and this was beginning to sound like one to him.

"Would you want anything in return for that?"

The man shook his head. "I have too many treasures to name, I only wish to see them in the hands of those who may make use of them." His smile grew a touch impish. "Once they are out of my sack, there is room for another treasure that is still buried out of reach to take its place."

That impish smile and mischievous twinkle in his eye, how wonderful that this man was still eager to go out searching for new treasures.

"Thank you very much, sir. I will attempt to put it to good use."

Eagle isn't sure how yet, there is some other little mission he has in mind first, but maybe something will come to him later.

"Best of luck, young man," the peddler smiled, nodding his head in a small bow.

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Pesky random people making me think~ :)

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*changes what Eagle was going to get >D

^,^ Going with a better idea?

Yep. :)

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