Jerry
*The Macen is quickly awakened by the subtle provocation. Raising his head as his dreary eyes attempt to open. He finds a strange sight in front of him, reminiscent of a dream. Pink flowing hair, a pig for a face and a man's body. He must be dreaming for sure.*
"Eh... Hello?"
Rebecca
*Terrel moved his hand away, bringing it to rest atop the counter instead.*"Had a nice nap?"*Terrel asked in a coolly tone. His fingers tapped lightly against the flat surface of the countertop while he regarded the previously dozing Macen, seemingly unimpressed. Not that much expression could be shown through the mask anyways to give off any emotion.*"Or is this still a bad time?"
Jerry
*He muttered something incomprehensible, rubbing his eyes gently as if to clear his vision. Then looking up to the pig once more, noticing that he was in fact not a pig but merely wearing a mask.*

*Ren stares blankly as Terrel speaks, bringing a hand to his mouth as he cleared his voice.*
"No, i-... What can I do for you?"
Rebecca
*Terrel gradually brought his arms into his cloak, using it as a shroud of sorts which would have been more comfortable if all his clothes weren't still wet.*"I wanted to know if you worked with enchanting here. For weaponry and such."*He answered.*"Been looking around for someone who could for a while now."*Part of him figured it to be much easier to find someone in Silnaria, though Lymia was a bit more unfamiliar to him.*
Jerry
"Uh... W-well, you've come to the right place!"
*It's only by this point that Ren realizes he's got a customer. A real flesh in blood money exchanging person. Ren stands from his stool, reaching for a pen and paper on the counter top.*
"What's the Order, Boss?"
Rebecca
*Boss? Terrel nearly let out a snort of amusement at the random title, though it didn't last in him only really being here for a quick business trip. He took out a weapon, long and staff-like, though ending in three points at the very top. A trident.*"Got any Orichalum?"*He asked.*"Should work well with this thing considering where it came from."
Jerry
*Ren seizes up as Terrel asks for Orichalcum.*
"Ah-... We don't carry that in store. Too risky. But I'd be happy to make a purchase."

*He looks over the three pronged weapon.*
"I've never seen a weapon like this... But it shouldn't be much harder than a poleaxe or similar."

*Ren glances down at his pen and paper again.*
"Can I get some info for the order? Stuff like your name, address. Unless you want to come in to pick it up. It should take maybe a week or so, given delivery of the materials and the process itself. And as for the cost..."

*Ren racks his brain, attempting to remember how the cost of Orichalcum was.*
"I could probably get the metal for around 9000, plus work costs will put you at 10,000?"