Chapter 1: Hollows Last Hope

[Satoru Hanzo]

Toryn's eyes lit up at the mention of sales. Should you decide to sell anything, allow me to be of assistance. He put his hands on his hips and puffed out his chest in pride. I am a humble trader of trinkets, tools, trifles, trash and treasure. Perhaps I could squeeze an extra coin or two out of the deal. After all, it is in this town's best interest that we be well-equipped for the perils ahead.

Satoru simply cannot help himself.  “Any of those made out of Tin or Teakwood?”  He struggles mightily to keep a shit-eating grin off his face as he says it.  “By the way, cueball mentioned that the reward for taking out the wolf-thing was ‘a magical axe and some gold.’  He didn’t go into specifics and I was a bit too concerned with getting the heck out of there before he started sniffing Arielle’s hair and causing an incident."