The young Fist Fighter walked into the store and set a bag of approximately 3,500 GP. He thought it was sufficient enough for what he was trying to get, due that they didn't have it in stock. He really didn't want to wait a week for it, either, and that was why he had thrown in so much. If it wasn't enough, he'd make a deal, but he really wasn't in the mood for trying to grab someone's attention in order to snear at him or her.

"Hey, mind if I can get some Scarab Earrings? I know they're not really in stock, but I have a bit of extra for them...and yeah. 3,500 seem like a fair price without waiting a week or...?" He knew waiting a week would bring it down to a relatively low price, but if he had to, he'd do it.

Nizam's grin split wide. "That's not enough, not even if you waited a week. If you want it now, I'll need 5,200 GP. If you want to wait a week, I could give it to you for 4,000 GP. What'll it be?"

He shrugged. "I guess waiting a week is fine...seeing as wasting precious money for things I don't need immediately...well, see you in a week, then." And so a week it would be until he snagged the spell, Rip Maen.

The boy swooped in and snagged the earrings from the counter before leaving off as if nothing had happened. He had left his money, but now, he had a better spell than before. "Thanks," he whispered back, moving out of the door and moving off into the mobs of Mac Anu.