Metallurgy and Investiture (Huge Shard Sale, 70% off all types)

[old man moomba he/him]

In the third octant of Elendel, Dwig Jigdens flipped the sign on the door to Open. He walked back to his desk, sat down, put his feet up and waited.

[I Am Witless she/her]

Witless walks up to the door, realizes that it is probably a trap, and takes a LOOOOOOOONg car trip out of town to an unknown location.

[Kidpen he/him]

A Liebrarian walks up to the door. She realizes that not much has happened here, but she needs something so she came over to get it. "What types do you have? I have a very long shopping list." @Dwig Jigdens

Edited April 6, 2018 by Kidpen

[Gancho Libre he/him]

"Mayhaps I be put in line as well?" Asked Gancho from behind the counter "Whoops! teleportation is iffy!" Gancho walked to the end of the line.

Edited April 20, 2018 by Gancho Libre

[old man moomba he/him]

"My good people, please browse, if you do can not find something, please come to me" Dwig said and sat down

[Gancho Libre he/him]

Gancho leaned over the counter, bar-style waggling his schmazzilly-decorated eyebrows.

"Do you have my prescription?" he asked. "I put in a reservation for cough drops, and boy-o, do I need a LOT."

He promptly moved his head away from the counter and threw up on the floor.

[old man moomba he/him]

Dwig scowled at Gancho "I don't have any cough drops. And stop throwing up on my floor." Dwig looked over to the shelves of things "So what do you want. Stormlight to heal? Breaths? Metals, Shards, Aviar, Lifeless?" Dwig waved around "Name any type Investiture and I can get it to you in three to eight weeks, anywhere in the Cosmere."

[Gancho Libre he/him]

Gancho gasped. "You really have all that?"

Edited April 30, 2018 by Gancho Libre

[old man moomba he/him]

"Yes, and more. Now, what do you need? Just tell me or look around. If you need a custom order, please write it down and give it to me and I can fulfill it. If you want delivery on another Shardworld within three to eight weeks, tell me when you place your order. You can also pick up your orders on other Shardworlds by coming to the Metallurgy and Investiture branch on that planet."

[Gancho Libre he/him]

"Well, if you have all that..." Gancho said. He suddenly grew angry. "THEN WHY DON'T YOU HAVE STORMING COUGHDROPS?????????"

[old man moomba he/him]

"I don't sell them. I only sell Invest-drops. Cough drops with tiny gems inside them. They may also be hemalurgicly pierced. Five Crysts per bag" 

[Life&Death]

LIFE walks through the door, and looks around. 

"What type of Aviar do you have?"

[old man moomba he/him]

"What do you need? I have several on hand. I can also do a custom order if you need. If you choose a custom order, I will need several days to prepare it" 

[Life&Death]

What are you Avair's abilities? I need one that is very unique.

[Gancho Libre he/him]

Gancho walked out, hands in the air, then promptly walked back it.

"Uh..." He said, "I'll have five bags of sand. Invested."

[MacThorstenson he/him]

A swim floats in and delivers the following message:

Do you have any dawnshards? What about shards? If you have shards, could I please have ruin? Or Odium. Thank you. 

It waits for a reply. 

[old man moomba he/him]

"No, you cannot have Odium or Ruin. I apologize, you must misread the sign. It says Shards as in Shardblades." Dwig looks over to Gancho. "sure Piclo, I'll get them right now" Dwig walks into the stockroom and comes back with a cart piled with sandbags. "Five bags of Invested sand. That will be fifteen crysts please" Dwig scowled at Soul. "I am asking, what do you need to do with your bird? I will need to know that before I can help you."

Edited April 30, 2018 by Dwig Jigdens

[Gancho Libre he/him]

"Thanks!" Gancho said, whistling as he walked out.

[MacThorstenson he/him]

The seons continued to pulse.

What about Dawnshards?

It waited for a reply.

[old man moomba he/him]

"Perhaps, I may have some. But do you have a permit for those? You know you need a permit from one of the high guilds to use that right?" Dwig looked to the back "I have one or two in my warehouse. But you need to come back with a permit, then we can discuss prices"

[Gancho Libre he/him]

Gancho ran back in, squealing. He approached the bar and slammed a stick into the wood. 

"Listen here, brother!" Gancho screamed, spit flying from his mouth. "THIS BAG HAS A LEAK IN IT!!!!! ITS SPILLING SAND ALL OVER THE GROUND!!!!!!!!!!"

He held it up, a small hole showing at the bottom. "THIS. WILL. NOT. BE.

TOLERATED!!!!!!!!!!"

Gancho blew up.

[Kidpen he/him]

A person wearing an apron comes in and cleans up Gancho.

[MacThorstenson he/him]

Mac steps through the door, the other paired Seon standing behind him.

He places a spike onto the desk.

"Do I need more of a permit? I'm buying it for the DA.''

[Life&Death]

“I’m looking at Aviars for a friend, he already has one but could use another. I want to know what abilities your birds have.”

[old man moomba he/him]

Dwig nodded at the spike "my good sir, I can get as many Dawnshards as you need. As for you, Soul what you want the Aviar to do depends of the species of said bird. I need to know what you want the Aviar to do before I can get it for you" Dwig looked over to the remains of Gancho. "Ahh long live the sand, Gancho. Long love the sand"

Edited May 1, 2018 by Dwig Jigdens