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The sounds of ringing metal on metal greet you before entering the front of the building and the smells of burning coal. Along the walls of the shop are various types of weapons divided in orderly fashion.
A middle aged human male, dressed in a blacksmith's apron and carrying a smithing hammer in one hand and a cigar in the other, appears from behind the counter.
"The names Fulcrum, and this here is my shop. Take a look around you won't find a better crafted weapon in all the city."QuoteHaggling rules can be found here (http://forums.fantasyworldcreations.com/index.php?topic=1704.0).