CLOSED: +4 AC Amulet (Amaranthe)

[aaron22]

a woman dressed in black replies to the seller with despair, "25 bags.. i can do that"

[elsteveo]

Maquin inspects the sign.

In a unexpectedly tidy hand is written.

"I offer 30 bags. Ask for me at the Inn. Thanks Maquin"

[Progressive-Psy]

A man dressed in fine clothes walks up to the woman smiling to her, a sparkling gold ring on his finger with a big D in it

Eyo! An amulet like that for thirty bags? Even I couldn't do that trade.. The last one I sold I got two hundred bags for! Maybe you should up your pricing?

[Progressive-Psy]

He just shrugs and tips his hat before walking away

[Sputnik]

A small man in fine robes happens to notice the poster on his evening stroll.
He produces a (presumably magical) quill and leaves his own bid in small and delicate script.

I shall bid 50 bags for such an amulet. I can be found at the inn here.
~Vaelen

[Tsidkenu]

"One hundred thousand," quipped a halfling lass standing in the shade near the gatehouse. She kept her hood drawn as twin hazel eyes observed the to and fro of people in the marketplace.

[elsteveo]

Maquin frowns.

"125"

[Tsidkenu]

The hin pushed herself off the Gatehouse wall and simply vanished into the shaded area she was standing in. She was either unwilling, or unable, to bid any higher.

[Rudolph]

A blonde passes by, shaking a purse.

"Nice necklace. I offer 150 bags for it. The name's Marianne."

[elsteveo]

Maquin smiles ruefully and checks his Backpack.

"160"

[Rudolph]

"Hmph." The blonde looks non-plussed.

"175!"

[elsteveo]

Maquin grins wolfishly.

"Well now thats getting a mite pricey."

He checks his purse then delves into his backpack.

"180"

[Rudolph]

The blonde grumbles, but and casts some spirited glances before shouting:
"190 bags!"

[elsteveo]

Maquin smiles to himself briefly drops a wink at the blonde woman and ambles away.

"Enjoy"