Thomas
"7? Not bad. I'll take it."

*Livio rummaged through his coinpouch, only to pull out a single gold coin. The rest was stored away elsewhere; he hadn't planned on spending much, and nothing else seemed to interest him here. One gold coin was worth 100 silver ones; it would be rude to have the merchant break such a large bill.*

"Is there anything of higher quality, perhaps? I don't want to give you such a large coin and get so much change in return."

*Livio noticed the complexion of the woman serving him. A dog kemonomimi, with gold-hazel eyes, similar to his own. The hunter smiled, hoping to perhaps get a good deal with her. Though she seemed trustworthy enough.*
David
She took a step back and flipped the dagger in her hand, sticking it into the counter and kneeling down for a second. The sound of sifting through a box of assorted items could be heard before she eventually rose back up and slid another blade across the table.

"Not a hunting knife," She described it, "It's a war knife. The blade is longer and much sharper, and isn't meant for cleaving. Made of a fine steel, could puncture organs if y'got someone good enough with it. Blades aren't much in price, especially l'il ones like this. We don't sell ornate stuff. Won't find anything high in price, but I'd be damned if it weren't high in quality."

Of course, the blade was well described in her words, but for a further dive, it was a steel war dagger with a blade sheathe. The blade's sheathe had a small ring and chain on it, as well as a button lock to allow it to be worn on a belt or otherwise and be drawn quickly and easily without the need to take it out.
The handle was made of a fine wooden grain, sanded and painted over black with two painted silver streaks going around the top of the hilt. 
It was, over all, a well made blade, albeit not particularly an expensive one or an ornate one. It was, for all intents and purposes, a pretty ordinary dagger.
Thomas
"A war knife huh? Mind if I give it a feel?"

*Livio looks over the knife and back again, meticulous in his observation. Without an answer, Livio picks up the knife and unsheathes it, moving his hand around in order to feel its balance and weight.*

"It certainly feels nice. Do you know how to use it? You seem like someone who's practiced."

*After a small spin and a warm look, the macen would gently set sheathe it and set it back down. Gesturing to the dagger now in the table, Livio could tell that the kemonomimi had at least some skill with it.*

"How much for this one?"
David
"So-so, I'm more trained with a spear." She replied back with a nod, giving a look to the dagger herself before lifting it in her hand to get a feel for it. She rolled it in her palm, then flipped it backwards and hummed quietly. It was a bit out of her expertise, but she did know how to *Use* One. "It's 9 silver, compared to the hunting one."

"They call me a rogue. Most of us are experienced with small blades and being stealthy, but I'm not all that. I'm more practiced in frontline combat, charging straight in with all my heart and soul. I'm not sure where people got the idea of me being a rogue from, maybe it's because I'm so nimble and hard to hit. 
But, as that stereotype goes, a lot of us are expected to be experts with daggers and shortswords — of which I'm not. Doesn't mean I can't swing a little blade like this around and do some damage."

The Kemonomimi rolled the dagger back into a neutral position before setting it back down on the table, looking up at Livio and asking, "Why do you ask? If you're gonna ask me to be a mentor to you, I'd uh... Well, I'd probably say yes, but don't expect a whole lot. I'm less so a warrior and more so a part-time expeditioner and adventurer."
Thomas
"A spear, huh?"

*Livio was for sure not expecting for the merchant to be a fighter, or rogue, as she called herself. During his time as a veteran, he hadn't seen many of them; they tended to be scouts due to their smaller stature and sneakier outlook on life. Even then, he hadn't seen many women in war, and the kemonomimi did not seem to be exceptionally physically fit. Though perhaps it was due to her height that he couldn't see it.*

"So you've got heart. I can respect that. I just like getting to know people; I'm new in the area, so I was hoping to get to know someone trustworthy."

"And I don't need a mentor. I can handle myself with weaponry pretty well. Well, what's an adventurer like you doing in a shop here?"
David
"Well, I'm always up for meeting people!" The dog said with a smile and an informal bow, "My name is Carlyn of Kadho, a pleasure to meet you."

She rightened herself back up, still smiling, as she thanked him on the compliments about her having heart and said, "This is my parent's shop, I've always helped around doing chores or, more often than not, working at the counter. I wasn't an adventurer before I was a merchant — adventuring is a new... Well, a new venture for me! I don't usually go too far, but I'm planning a trip to Runra in the coming nights on one of the Guild ships that comes back and forth."

She reached under the counter, pulling out... Well, a spear! It was a relatively well crafted, store-quality spear that likely came from the shop. Regardless, the wooden shaft of the weapon was engraved with cute messages and little drawings. Likely, they were from a very long time of use, and the quality of the small artwork reflected a definite growth in the woman. She's probably been training using this spear for self-defence for a decade or more.
Thomas
*The hunter bowed as well, liking how open this girl was being.*

"I'm Livio Glace, from Mentia."

*Nodding as Carlyn explained her background and confirmed what he had guessed, Livio eventually began to take more and more interest in the kemonomimi. He knew of many who became an adventurer or mercenary because of the boring city life. While he didn't have the luxury of choice, he too had become accustomed to the thrill of combat; or rather, the hunt.*

*Livio looked over the spear, seeing all the engravings. It reminded him of the runes in his own weapon back in a safe place; carrying an Arbalest into town wasn't exactly the best impression.*

"Ah, the spear. The king of weapons, as they called it. Though this one might be called a prince instead; it's definitely not as long as some others. The first thing they give you when you join the army. I personally never liked it, but there are many tales of talented spear wielders fighting off several bandits."
David
Carlyn slid the spesr back under the counter and gave a grin when he returned the bow. It was infrequent people bowed back, so it always made her smile when they did. 
"Livio Grace of Mentia, what a pretty name. Reminds me of someone in my family."

For the most part, she didn't particularly look like a fighter. She had a cute face and relatively long hair that was likely difficult to fight with. Her body wan't particularly muscular, although she didn't look *Frail* By any means. It was just odd to envision her being a participant of any battlefield, but you never know with these kinds of folks. Kemonomimi were strange, indeed.

She thought about the spear, and tales of such users, before asking, "Aren't there tales about all kinds of warriors doing feats like that? I mean, I guess you're not wrong about spears being the king of weapons. They're versatile, powerful, and long."

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