After months of saving up and pulling favors from the local magical shop, a particular scary brunette finally got her hands on a very rare item. The Black Diamond of Velj'ract; the one in a trillion, extracted from the depths of Redchron. What should she do with this powerful magical artifact? Craft a physical sword? Fuse it with her armor? Or even make it into a beautiful, aura-emanating necklace as black as the void?
Nah, she'll think about it later. For now, let's celebrate with a hearty meal in the tavern.
Moonsong slid the gem into the pouch hanging on her waist, opening the tavern door before bumping into someone on their way out. "Ah, sorry." She didn't see the person clearly, but she had hung around Stokbon lately to know that the person isn't a regular.
The barkeep noticed her coming towards him and greeted her, "Evening, Moonsong. You seemed to be in a light mood." The woman responded while her hands wandered to her pouch, trying to show him the thing she got. "Yeah, I just got the thing I—"
Wait a minute.
Where the fuck is it?
"—Fucking shithole of a city." Moonsong turned around. It must be the earlier person that collided with her. Running out of the tavern, she looked left and right. Bitch shouldn't be far away from here.
@FORTUNE