Shalelu looked quite surprised by the offered arrow, and looked somewhat embarrassed, as she accepted it.<br/><br/>"A darkwood bow? I do, but... for Shalelu, you said? Hmm. I think... I think I have just the thing," he said. "Just a minute."<br/><br/>He headed to the back room of the shop, and it was more than five minute alter, when he returned with a beautifully crafted, darkwood longbow, engraved with swirling, golden patterns. "I've had this thing for more than two decades, now. It was a special order, but... I think it'd be perfect for her. It's enchanted to hunt dragons... after she lost her mother, I think... she'll want this. For you and her? I'm only going to ask five thousand gold."