Trust
The Nobody in particular
Kat Charter
Kat grinned as they seemed to look at her in annoyance by interrupting their kissing session. "I'd quite like to get some new clothes, black, preferably." Kat giggled, shifting to the door and allowing herself into the Seamstress shop. The place was quite a mess, bits of glass littering the place and a few patches of blood from the undead hordes that had swarmed through a while ago. The two seemed rather unscathed, however, so she assumed they were fighters, which was a bit of an odd considering they were the owners of a clothes store. "I can help out with the glass, if you need it." Kat offered pleasantly, now inside, still maintaining that strange mixture of a playful and flirty smile.
Her smile dipped slightly upon hearing the news. "Isn't that some powerful magical artifact?" Kat asked calmly, leaning out through the window and watching the crier run down the street, fighting wasn't her thing, so she'd pass on the journey into Oblitus, but it was still rather alarming news. "I wonder how much they would pay if I told them where to find it.." Charter thought inwardly, retracting into the cold room before returning her gaze to the two.
Kat grinned as they seemed to look at her in annoyance by interrupting their kissing session. "I'd quite like to get some new clothes, black, preferably." Kat giggled, shifting to the door and allowing herself into the Seamstress shop. The place was quite a mess, bits of glass littering the place and a few patches of blood from the undead hordes that had swarmed through a while ago. The two seemed rather unscathed, however, so she assumed they were fighters, which was a bit of an odd considering they were the owners of a clothes store. "I can help out with the glass, if you need it." Kat offered pleasantly, now inside, still maintaining that strange mixture of a playful and flirty smile.
Her smile dipped slightly upon hearing the news. "Isn't that some powerful magical artifact?" Kat asked calmly, leaning out through the window and watching the crier run down the street, fighting wasn't her thing, so she'd pass on the journey into Oblitus, but it was still rather alarming news. "I wonder how much they would pay if I told them where to find it.." Charter thought inwardly, retracting into the cold room before returning her gaze to the two.