The door opened up and the small man in a black robe that now had the hood up stepped back and out of the way. Once Dave was inside, the man closed the door and locked it, throwing the black hooded robe to the side.
Underneath was a short and squat man covered in fur. He had a pointed and distended face with pointed ears and black and white fur covering his body.
He looked more like one of the famous masked trash bandits known as a raccoon, but this one looked well fed.
"So, what do you want? Did you come to look upon my beautiful physique? Hardly, now are you going to make a purchase or not?" The Racoon man snapped, he was not the type to be jerked around by window shoppers.
"I need a sword, and some armor, but I only have ten gold, is there anything it can get for that much?" Dave asked.
