*Andrew's got his game face on: the unreadable GM's face that would make a professional poker player jealous. He pulls a small velvet pouch out of his coat pocket (it's a dice bag, but no one has to know that), and upends it on the shop counter.*
*Old, old coins. Mostly in tarnished silver and bronze, though a few of them gleam suspiciously bright even in the dim daylight through the dusty windows.*
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Date: 2004-12-29 10:55 am (UTC)*Old, old coins. Mostly in tarnished silver and bronze, though a few of them gleam suspiciously bright even in the dim daylight through the dusty windows.*
What'll you offer me for these?