FOTT - Earth 2767

[Knight of Iron she/they]

Ely walked up to the pawnshop owner. "Do you like gems?"

[Channelknight Fadran]

The shop guy sighed. "What kind?"

[Knight of Iron she/they]

"I have access to some rubies, sapphires, or emeralds."

[Channelknight Fadran]

He grunted. "Are they cut? Inlaid? Of any recreational use?"

[Knight of Iron she/they]

"...cut? I guess? They're very pretty ones."

[Channelknight Fadran]

"Pretty gemstones aren't worth much of anything, in case you weren't aware."

[Knight of Iron she/they]

So many questions, and Ely didn't know what this man needed to know. This world was very different from his. "I... I'll just show you."

He stepped outside and ducked behind a dumpster, pulled out his wand, and then disappeared in a very small flash of green light. He appeared in his room in the Knights' dungeon, grabbed some of his gems, and then reappeared back. Stephen wouldn't like him using the wand for this kind of thing, as it took a long time to recharge it.

He walked back into the pawnshop, arms filled with the gemstones. He set them down on the counter—three large red rubies, two sapphires, and four emeralds, each about the size of a football, perfectly cut and polished.

"These are them," he said.

[Channelknight Fadran]

"I--" The pawnshop owner eyed them. "How... much do you want for these?"

[Knight of Iron she/they]

Ely blinked. He barely knew human currency, much less how to gauge the worth of things. These gems were plentiful where he came from, but they seemed not to be here...

"...thousand...? ...s...?"

[Channelknight Fadran]

The shop owner laughed. "You really aren't from around here, are you? Why don't you get someone who is?"

[Knight of Iron she/they]

"Psst, Martin? Or Ayia? Do either of you know how much gems are worth here?" he whispered quietly.

@Spren of Kindness @Channelknight Fadran

[Channelknight Fadran]

"Why in tarnation would I know?" Ayia hissed. "I've never even been to this planet!"

[Knight of Iron she/they]

"Well, you're a human at least!"

[Channelknight Fadran]

"What? No I'm not!"

[Knight of Iron she/they]

"Wait, what? You kinda look like one."

[Channelknight Fadran]

"Kinda?" Ayia rolled her eyes. "I'm Fenonian, which isn't unlike humanity. Bipedal, carbon-based, knockout gorgeous... but genetically speaking, I'm not a human."

[Knight of Iron she/they]

"Cool! I'm not, either!"

[Channelknight Fadran]

"Yeah. Kay. Anyways..." Ayia stepped up to the register. "Listen. I'm really sorry about my friend. Why don't you give us a price and we can haggle from there?"

He nodded. "Sure. I'll give you fifty bucks each."

"Make it seventy-five."

"Sixty's as high as I'll go."

"I'll take that but you have to buy this too." Ayia dropped a gold ingot on the counter.

The other people in the pawnshop turned their gaze to her.

[Knight of Iron she/they]

Ely gazed at the gold bar. It reminded him of the yellowy coin things back home, that they used for currency. But probably these people would not want those, because they were smaller than that ingot thing.

[Channelknight Fadran]

"That's, umm..." The man swallowed. "Where'd you get that?"

Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to pull this out. Ayia thought. "That doesn't matter. How much for it?"

[Knight of Iron she/they]

"Four!" Ely guessed.

[Channelknight Fadran]

"I--two hundred."

[Knight of Iron she/they]

"Surely less," Ely remarked.

[Channelknight Fadran]

Ayia shot him a shut up look, then turned back to the pawnshop owner. "Really? Just two hundred?"

[Knight of Iron she/they]

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Ely crossed his arms and stayed silent, angry.