Chance smiled. "Now hold up!" Pulling out eight silver rupees (worth a total of eight hundred) he smirked. "What can we each get for this much."<br/><br/>The blacksmith looked like he was going to fall over from fainting. "A-a-a-are you sure sir? My two best swords are yours for<span style="font-style: italic">that</span>much!" he exclaimed removing the iron sword from the table and handing them each a gold hilted sword with intricate design, and a sturdy blade that shone like it had just come off the fire. Chance smiled approvingly at the swords and said as though thinking it over "We may need shields as well... what do you have?"<br/><br/>This surprised the blacksmith even more. "You couldn't possibly also afford-" but he was cut short when Chance produced four more Silver Rupees. He hurriedly took the money and got two shields out for his new best customers, muttering "If ma' could see me now!" as he did so.<br/><br/>They were very ornamental shields, yet very sturdy at the same time, seeming to be able to withstand even a Goron's might.<br/><br/>"Come back anytime you need those swords sharpened, ya hear?" The man smiled as they left. Chance smiled and waved as they left.<br/><br/>When they got a little ways away from the shop, he noticed how Ester was in awe. "Impressed?" he asked her, strapping his sword to his back, then helping her with hers.