Leroy waited for the young man to come back and tell him if repairing his sword was possible or if he would have to change it for a new one.
'I hope I don't have to change, that would put a bit of a strain on my already low budget' Leroy thought as he continued to wait whilst looking at the poison bottles in thought.
'First of all, what I need to do is find an alleyway or somewhere remote enough where I feel safe enough to start my preparations. I could go inform the guards but they would probably just dismiss me or might even charge me for wasting their time, those damned bastards.' Leroy thought as he continued to wait.
It didn't take long after, maybe only a few minutes, and the young man came back whilst holding his old sword.
Putting the sword on the receptionist counter, the young man said to Leroy.
