Post by Nervan & Friends on Nov 11, 2023 8:56:47 GMT -5
|| Nervan’s PL: 25,000 ||
|| Illuma’s PL: 25,000 ||
While Prophos and Budoshi sought the secrets of the Dragon Isles, Nervan and Illuma chose to take a look at what was happening in Dend Capital— it was a solid central hub of activity on the planet, and while it might not have the sort of information one might find out in the wild, it had a wealth of social information. Coming here to know the ‘talk of the town’, so to speak, was a viable option.
Aside from the gathering of information from the locals, there was a lot to enjoy passively. All sorts of various stores were open; from furniture stores to Dragonsmith magi-tech outlets, to restaurants and finally, the biggest deals of all among them— the food market stalls and the creature-care stores. Conveniently, a fruit vendor and spice vendor were right next to a local creature-care place, which made things much easier for Nervan and Illuma.
The elderly Saiyan browsed the ingredients while Nervan scurried their way over to the wonderful realm of precious little critters and other such endearing oddities staring at the sign displaying the name of the place, their blank expression betraying the unending glee in their heart. “I’ll just be out here alright, Nervan? I won’t go far. Now don't spend too much of your money in there.” Illuma snickered, knowing full well Nervan would spend every single bit of Zeni to their name in this sort of store. Nervan curled around themselves making a wooden rattling noise as they faced Illuma again. “You know that we cannot promise such a thing.” They responded before backflipping into the store proper.
Illuma picked up a fruit and examined it, looking up to see the vendor that owned the stall she was looking through and their mouth agape in a state of total shock, staring at where Nervan once was. “Ah, pay them no mind, dear, they’re always like that.”