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Aknor looked around her shop, "You need security for your shop? I might know a guy." He thought for a moment then changed his mind, "Actually... If you'd like, I can make you security. All I need is a solid stone pillar but I can do it with metal, plastics and even wood. Runescribing isn't too difficult, but you'd have to draw it on otherwise they'd be bound to me. I could even draw ot on a bit of paper for you to copy down if you're intrested. I'd shape and sculpt the material, you'd bind it to your soul. Lifetime garentee, even of you do die, as long as your soul still has a physical tether, it'll protect you, your home and your prized posessions." He thought to himself, 'Maybe I should start a buisness on that kind've thing...'. "But still, how does one indirectly cause an ursa minor to attack a quiet settlement?" He stopped before he prodded at painful memories." I still don't see where fighting in a tournament like this fits in. Unless... Nevermind." Aknor didn't want to jump to conclusions and didn't want to strike a nerve, he didn't want to ruin a potential friendship so early on.

Aknor sighed, "Don't worry about it. The past is in the past and nothing changes that. Still, tell me how you emded up a merchant, you said earlier you were an illusionist and stage performer. How did that happen? Were you robbed?" He realized he was jumping to conclusions and just awaited her answer, trying pace his questions a bit more and regretting his lack of patience.

"Ok, so I wasn't burying as if you look there now there'll be nothing there. I'd just finished making home guardians and had incribed runes on them. These runes that I engraved on them meant that at a clap of my hooves one of them will emerge at my side. Runescribing is a handy tool I learnt when I was younger. As for my history... Well, I was born in eastern Saddle Arabia to family of merchants and crafters. O didn't learn until I had earned my cutie mark that my family ran a close trade routine with a nearby gryphon clan, its been so long I can only remeber that they lived in the northern bluffs not the name of the clan." He paused to try to remember but it was just out of grasp. "Anyway, about 4 years ago we were slightly behind on deliveries on one shipment, their leader came down to see my father personally, they went for about an hour before only the leader returned and told me and my mother to return. Without my father. As we were leaving I looked back to see my father being tied to a dead tree at the edge of one of the cliffs, then gryphons taking turns one by one to slam into the tree." He stopped for a moment, remembering the very moments he described. "You can probably make a good assumtion on what happened next." He looked down, at the ground as if he'd find so e comfort hidden in it. "Sorry about the depressing story but you did ask... Anyway after that I never looked at gryphons the same way again, I started hating them, resenting them. However my constant anger would interfere with my work and after a breif few months I was banished from the establishment, to not return until I could control my rage. So I took a long period of time in studying differnt paths of shamanism to distract myself from the emotions. Recently I've wanted to test myself on how my training has benefieted and well, here seems the best place to try that." He looked at her, hoping he didn't dampen the recovering mood for her.

No prob, enjoy the party!

Morning peeps

@ Aknor smiled at the blue mare as he held the emblem, "Thank you... But a business is a business and if you change your mind about me paying then I'll pay." He the put it in his pouch, on top of everything else. "So, whats the plan now? Where do you need--" Then the intercom blared out, announcing a match between two ponies he'd never heard of. "Hmm... I didn't realise they had an intercom... Anyway Trixie, show me you need doing." He said, always happy to help others. He thought to himself, 'Wander who I'm matched against. I feel sorry for them.'

"Honestly?" He said, "I have absolutly no plans for today and I thought that I might as well make myself useful. Also you were kind enough to make conversation with me in the first place. Otherwise I'd probably be 'burying' more things out there." He paused for a moment, thinking of the emblem that caught his eye earlier, "Hmmm, how much would it cost for that for the silver emblem I gave you earlier? I think it had a fireball etched in the center of it." He asked, hoping for it not to be extortionate in pricing. He doubted she'd want a coupon for a free piece of armour or a weapon.

*Starts summoning an Eredar Lord*

@Ranger22 @Corona de Adamas Aknor coughed upon hearing the order, "Whatever your armour is, I can make better..." He grumbled to himself as he got back to sweeping the floor again, he whistled 'What a wonderful world' to himself as je continued sweeping the floors for Trixie. He had no idea why but he felt obliged to aid Trixie, maybe he felt sorry for her? He didn't know, and he didn't pay any more attention to the thought as he resumed cleaning up her shop for her.

*Is waering tinfoil hat* "Haha! My plan wor--"

I call shenanigans! on the stick hooves thing... GET YOUR MIND OUT THE GUTTER!! What race is ranger's OC?

Where os the bathroom here?

Will do!