Alright, the Tördon Mace originally forged in the foggy heights of the theFall weather Fjords by master blacksmith Grün. Today, only the suits of the House of Rygaard wield this formidable weapon. Fortunately for you, my friend Grundolt provided me with a few.

How many would you like?  Just select the amount below and pay with your wallet.

Amos, looking at you intently, says with a straight face: "Listen, if you can impress me with a dance I will cut the price in half for you."

You both share a laugh.  Then you mint your maces, shake hands and leave.  Your rapport with this seller has increased.

Im busy.

After stretching for several minutes, you perform "the ancient army blond bird dance of the  Brommish. The dance took 17 minutes to complete.  You are covered in sweat.  Amos is sitting on a bench stroking his beard.  After a long silence, he breaks into laughter. After several minutes of this, you bid adieu and take your leave.

You take your leave emptyhanded.