(5030) Bodwan the Armorer: Ever felt a barbed arrow rend your flesh, or an ogre's club break your bones? I do - I know all too well what it feels like, and what kind of protection you'll need against that. Your fancy iron plates won't protect you here.
Let's see what you're offering. → (5031)
Had enough of bodily punishment and decided to set up shop? → (5032)
(5031) Bodwan the Armorer: It is a wise man who seeks protection from my shop.
(5032) Bodwan the Armorer: I do not spin simple tales to sell my wares! I lived among the barbarian clans once. I was already a trader among them, but they found me too soft… especially after I started trading with the townsfolk.
(5033) Bodwan the Armorer: I was shunned and exiled. But goodbyes among the barbarian clans are never a cordial affair. It was a miracle I ever managed to walk out alive. I stay away from them now, and can only offer warning to the occasional adventurers who stray their way. I can also improve their chances by selling armor that may keep them alive.
Let's see what you're offering. → (5031)
Maybe we'll trade another time. → (0)
