...Yeah, perhaps sending Kurdran to do shopping was not the smartest idea. However, it was for a reason kind of weird for Kurdran to agree with, which made him very adamant on sticking to it. Apparently the guy wanted some person to commercialize him over in orchideas festival because of him himself being a bit busy at the time. He had told Kurdran, that his "swinging stature" and "Eyecatching demeanors" were the perfect things to catch his kind of attention in the big leagues... Whatever that meant.
...Yeah, the guy was either the kind of guy that weird gal from Oak had been to other gals, but hey. It was literally gonna be him getting paid for literally nothing, and apparently getting a free set of clothes to replace his... what was the word he used for his pants? "Comfortably trembly?" ...Kurdran couldn`t help but shudder at the thought...
For now though, he was too busy punching a jerkish buyer in the face for being snarky about his heritage. Also, Kurdran really felt like the guy would look way better with a black eye.
However, the shopkeeper Seemingly didn`t agree with this too much, lifting his arms up in the air. "Look here, I do not want to do business with people who don`t understand the true worth of an item like this! I mean, they are the best scissors in the market, so... What are you going to use them for?"
"Uuh... gonna sell them forward to some proper buyers and get a profit? Maybe give you some good relations?" "Okay, what about you, dwarf?" Kurdran shrugged and tapped on his belly. "Gonna take em to an actual craftsman to create some proper clothes. I would say that`s proper enough right?" For a small moment, both the shopkeep and the rival buyer looked him up and down, the latter letting out a chuckle. Kurdran answered it with a very pronounced lazy eye. After all, Kurdrans only real piece of clothing was his big and somewhat silly pants.
"Well, I`ve come to a decision. You got the money, dwarf?" Kurdran smiled widely, clearly in an insultive fashion at the surprised other buyer. "Of course. The guy I come from is way richer than I am, hehe!" He laughed, and slapped his belly, sinking his fingers into his pants, and pulling out a decently sized stack of jewels. "Well, thats the deal of the day then. Better luck next time!" And with that, the dwarf walked away with his prize, leaving behind a frustrated customer.
[WC: 533/1000]