"Nah I have a handful of commissions, but they're all on the Sword Coast, or at least I can get the materials here. If something is especially difficult to make and I need exotic materials, I can just go to the dockyard."<br/><br/>Ramon acknowledged that both were casters of divine power, they'd likely be able to heal him if he was ever actually hit. That is, if [The Wanderer] couldn't take the hit for him. His stand would allow him to be on the frontline but he would have to be careful fighting a group. If his stand was fighting a singular target, he'd be nigh invincible. But a group complicates things, especially throwing magic into the mix. Hopefully he'd never have to worry about getting his ass kicked like that, and he can get plenty of entertaining action with these beautiful women and complete his commissions within 50 days.<br/><br/>"Hm? Oh this?" He thumbed behind his shoulder to something he made to help him on his journey, but it proved useless after his stand awakened. "It's just something I crafted and brought initially to be a deterrent. I've heard of some merchants cheaping out on protection by just giving an average working Joe a sword and some leather armor. I ended up not really needing it in any case..."<br/><br/>The sword draws itself, or seems to, as [The Wanderer] pulls it from the sheathe and brandishes the blade in front of Ramon, showing it's quality to the more experienced adventurers.