Rebecca
"That is what I fear I will become if I persue such motivations... But for now, I shall keep to my own - let those of greater moral fibre lead something like that."
*He concluded, his expression brightening as they moved the conversation along. Having finished his pleasantries and bartering with the shopkeep, the centaur cantered over to Mox, picking up a bodkin arrow and examining it as he spoke.*
"Have you found anything you like? The fletcher here does great piercing arrows."
Jody
*Mox goes to prick his finger with one of the arrow heads on displace. Applying just enough force to see if it would even cut him at a bit of pressure. Silently judgiing it for a few moments before giving a nod in confirmation.* "These will do. I don't expect my arrows to last very long so piercing really isn't necessary." *Gathering a handful of the arrows he heads up to pay for them at the shopkeep himself, counting out the coins before handing them over.* "I'm not sure if there are any who fit that at the moment. Those I've found who try are those who become monsters." *He calls over his shoulder to his current centaur companion as he collects the things he has purchased, stopping before deciding on picking up a second bowstring. Never know when it could be useful, or when his first may break.*
Rebecca
"Ah yes, the abyss and that sort... You pick up some literature as you travel, and I'll confess I enjoyed the more esoteric texts."
*He replied with a chuckle, rubbing the back of his head as he twirled the arrow between his fingers. While he understood and greed with Mox's sentiment, the centaur couldn't help but feel unsatisfied with such a sedentary approach. But, he thought to himself, such ambitions were not for him - at least not yet.*
"What else did you need- And pardon my rudeness, I don't believe we exchanged names. I am Circine, son of Haracene."
*He introduced himself at last hastily, giving a slight bow as he held his arm across his chest.*