"You want a staff." Eisen repeated, and the elderly man in front of him, Dentex, slowly nodded his head, "Yes."
"A staff that looks like a shotgun?" He asked again, before Dentex once more just nodded, "Yes."
With a slight sigh, Eisen rubbed the bridge of his nose and looked back at him again, "You know what, sure. Sounds good. Do you have an element?" Eisen asked him, and the elderly man, who most likely was just a kid pretending to be an old man, crossed his arms with a smug expression.
"Of course I do! It is one that the dead have led me to! It is the shadow element!" Dentex exclaimed, obviously being way too loud at the moment, before Eisen grabbed a couple of gems and crystals, "Then please extend your arm, I'm going to use that element in the making of your staff. Do you want me to make it so that you can use it well for necromancy as well?" He inquired, and after a bit of thought, Dentex shrugged and nodded his head.
