Right Tool For The Job
Banagan stepped under the archway that led into the dwarven district of Stormwind. As he glanced up and down the walkway, he saw crowds of people moving back and forth. Pulling his hood down, he stepped into the traffic and made his way towards the shop he was looking for.
Above the doorway hung the sign ‘Stonehand Mining’. Banny looked left and right to see if anyone was following him, and then ducked inside.
“Good aftern...” a dwarf in a green shirt started to call out, but then paused at the sight of the robed man in the door. The dwarf quickly recovered. “Good afternoon,” he said, though his tone now was not as cheerful. “Something I can help you with?”
Banny stepped up to the dwarf, stopping at a respectful distance but still close enough that he could talk quietly.
“I have a job in Northrend that requires some blasting. An associate directed me this way.”
“What’re ya’ thinkin’ to blast?” the dwarf asked, eyeing Banagan carefully.
“We have a set of caves that need clearing out.”
“That so,” the dwarf said, stroking his long, dark beard. “I think I have the right thing for you then.” The dwarf disappeared up some stairs for a minute. When he came back down the stairs, he was carrying four small, round containers. “This’ll do the trick.”
“These will help clear out the rubbish that’s packed into my caves?” Banagan asked as he looked at the containers.
“Aye, they will. One or two o’ these will deal with any pesky problems. But make sure you’re careful ‘bout placin’ them. And I wouldn’t go usin’ all four at once. Don’t want to bring down your ‘ole cave.”
“That won’t be a problem at all,” Banagan responded as he reached into his robes and pulled out his coin purse. “How much with they be?”