"No, I can't get it out without you confirming buying it," he hurriedly said, "this artifact is bound to player souls, so I can't move it from the vault without attaching it to your soul first."
Ok, that was a first to hear about such a thing in my life. I once heard about weapons and treasures being bound to persons by blood, but this was the first to hear about binding with the soul.
I squinted my eyes looking deeply towards that master, there was a trap here, I could already smell it. that man wasn't only sly, he was treacherous. I hated dealing with wicked dirty men like him.
For me it seemed that he wanted to sell me something that was worth nothing as a king's crown. I looked deeply into her eyes as I said:
"I will get that treasure of yours, but I will only pay one thousand coins."
"What?!"
He seemed shocked, which made me understand that this treasure wasn't total crap. It must have some value to it, and so I had some hope.
