<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/XqkHrYP.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong>Enkh<br/><strong>Race and Occupation :</strong>Inumimi martial artist<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time :</strong>Afternoon, Amberdale General store<br/><strong>Tagging :</strong>Bel-Kharran-Sharrat, Low Moon Sung<br/><br/><br/>“Ah, well I wouldn’t be putting all of the basket back.” Some of the unnecessary things for sure, but that would take a moment or two to work out which things were unnecessary and which things were not! “I do not know what credit means, I have heard the word in passing before.” The fact that someone else seemed to have entered the store made him a little anxious, he did not wish to delay the womans livelihood by barters and bargains or keeping her busy with satiating him. Of course, he was also too busy to look at who they were or what they were doing, given his own concerns and worry. “Ah, so it is like a favor of sorts? You are working here under credit?” That made sense, perhaps she was something of a servant here, as she even stated she was not the owner.<br/><br/><br/>“I think that sounds much like a deal, yes. I will not have you waiting on me for long! I swear that.” His good mood was back, as he gave her what coin he had, save for a few. “ut I do need room at the inn. Could the rest be added to this credit to be paid for later?” Afterall, this things would do him no good if he couldn’t actually use them – it would be the inn or these at that rate in his eye. “And... I think you have another guest here for goods. Should I move out of the way so you could tend to them?” If the transaction was mostly done, the last thing he desired to be was in the way. His tail flickered, ears perked once again from their previously flatter resting positions. If a sucker was born every minute, this may have been Enkhs unlucky day.