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Re: Sonja (freeko)
Sonja would almost lose her way as she left the arena with it being so busy now that the opening ceremonies have commenced and the tournament itself was ready to begin. Travelling toward where she thought the tailor was, she happened upon a few places. The first one seemed to be a rather busy tailor, and by the looks of it she was simply far too busy to deal with Sonja right now.
Moving onto another shop, Sonja would find just about what she would have wanted. Finding herself some clothes that just about covered all that she figured she wanted to have covered in the first place, she would buy from this place. That they were cheap was almost a bonus since she really only needed them to last through these first fights. Finding a fairly short skirt that fit her halfway decently and a top that looked like little more than a cut off tank top that would show her boobs from the underside of the top were it not for the bikini armor, Sonja figured this was good enough for now and would buy them and move onto the smithy where she bought the armor.
Having put her newly purchased clothing into her backpack, Sonja would make her way to the smithy. Looking around, she knew that with what she had available to her monetarily was not enough to really do much shopping. However Sonja was not here to do much shopping, she wanted to know where that bikini armor had come from. No sooner than an idea pops into her head, than she notices a sign that says they are not responsible for any imperfections in the items sold once they leave the store. Seeing the dog girl again that she previously had given her old sword to gave Sonja a slight bit of liquid courage almost being inspired a little from seeing her again.
Sonja would attempt to talk to the owners, not about any imperfections but to see where that armor had come from. Having dealt with them already, she knew that if she tried to confront them at all she would just be ignored and nothing good would come from that.
"I need to know about the armor I bought yesterday, where did it come from? Stupid me, I put it on and it seems to have been cursed. How could I get a curse removed? Is there someone I can go to?"
If this would prove to be a useless endeavor, hopefully someone that was there would be able to help her out with at least some information. Worst case scenario, she would try to see if she would find a church or mage of some kind that might have knowledge of curses. Having some time to spare before her battle in the arena might end up being a bad thing if she lost track of time.
Sonja would almost lose her way as she left the arena with it being so busy now that the opening ceremonies have commenced and the tournament itself was ready to begin. Travelling toward where she thought the tailor was, she happened upon a few places. The first one seemed to be a rather busy tailor, and by the looks of it she was simply far too busy to deal with Sonja right now.
Moving onto another shop, Sonja would find just about what she would have wanted. Finding herself some clothes that just about covered all that she figured she wanted to have covered in the first place, she would buy from this place. That they were cheap was almost a bonus since she really only needed them to last through these first fights. Finding a fairly short skirt that fit her halfway decently and a top that looked like little more than a cut off tank top that would show her boobs from the underside of the top were it not for the bikini armor, Sonja figured this was good enough for now and would buy them and move onto the smithy where she bought the armor.
Having put her newly purchased clothing into her backpack, Sonja would make her way to the smithy. Looking around, she knew that with what she had available to her monetarily was not enough to really do much shopping. However Sonja was not here to do much shopping, she wanted to know where that bikini armor had come from. No sooner than an idea pops into her head, than she notices a sign that says they are not responsible for any imperfections in the items sold once they leave the store. Seeing the dog girl again that she previously had given her old sword to gave Sonja a slight bit of liquid courage almost being inspired a little from seeing her again.
Sonja would attempt to talk to the owners, not about any imperfections but to see where that armor had come from. Having dealt with them already, she knew that if she tried to confront them at all she would just be ignored and nothing good would come from that.
"I need to know about the armor I bought yesterday, where did it come from? Stupid me, I put it on and it seems to have been cursed. How could I get a curse removed? Is there someone I can go to?"
If this would prove to be a useless endeavor, hopefully someone that was there would be able to help her out with at least some information. Worst case scenario, she would try to see if she would find a church or mage of some kind that might have knowledge of curses. Having some time to spare before her battle in the arena might end up being a bad thing if she lost track of time.