@possiblytrolls > you begin rewrapping your hands as you stroll through the city, eyes sparking in slight frustration. the fight today, your opponent, while a worthy one, broke your weapon. you had so many betting on you, and it ended with you holding the troll off long enough to call a draw. bullshit, you thought. you deserved to win. you sigh shortly, your brightly colored outfit standing out in the night. > you look up at the signs to shops lining the streets. a bakery, a toy shop, a plant nursery, and.. a weapons shop? how had you never noticed that before? you tilt your head curiously before strolling in. you look around quickly before spotting the store tender. you grin at the troll, he at least appeared to be a yellow blood, just like you.