East Wall
Looking at the eastern wall of the shop, the rays of the setting sun
behind you, you remark to yourself what an extensive traveler the Paladin must
be. Weapons from what seem to be all reaches of the planet are on display
here: the tools of the legendary ninja and samurai seem to leap out at you from
their mountings, clubs and whips from the barbarians of the northern wastelands
threaten you with their unspoken potential, and the great hammers and axes of
the Norse vikings sing songs of long-lost glory. No prices, however, are
listed; these items must not be for sale. Maybe looking around the rest of the
store might garner some better prospects for a purchase...
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Trevor W. Schadt, owaru@myfamily.org