Mother always told me to never give away a story for free

[tieflingtarot]

"Honestly, all this bare chest and he hits home right in the fabric..."

Did the demonic looking purple stranger look at all put out by the new locale? Not really, they'd been given a pamphlet that was currently tucked into their belt to be reviewed later. Their attention more focused on the bloody hole in their rather ostentatious coat, lips quirking on a frown as they fingered the damaged fabric lightly, tail twitching behind them in a clear hint of their annoyance.

Really, they're looking rather calm for someone that bloody. When they hear someone coming near they glance up with a jingle of jewelry both in skin and decorating their curved horns, red eyes brightening as their mouth spreads to a cheerfully hopeful smile.

"Well then!" They straighten, something of a showmanship in the shift from grumpy contemplation to sunny disposition but at the same time that shift didn't seem dishonest either. "Hello there darling, please tell me there's some manner of tailor to be found here? As you can likely see I'm in dire need of one."

Clearly this was some manner of weird afterlife, but Mollymauk would be dipped in Fuck No if anyone expected them to wander around with their coat in tatters.

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[chiaro_oscuro]

Ben shakes his head, but with some amusement. "No - most shops aren't like that. Mine isn't. But I'll say that it's a good thing PINpoints are, given how important and popular they are in the Nexus. They take any form of currency, given how many peoples and cultures come here."

Ben's partial to credits, but he's happy to deal in plain old gold, too. Whatever's in his hands at the time.

[tieflingtarot]

"Well that's good to hear, half the fun of shopping is trying to charm a discount." Also good to note the fact that they would take whatever currency. He had gold but he was also tempted to see if he could bluff someone into believing that pebbles were currency where he came from.

[chiaro_oscuro]

Ben could haggle, with the particular skillset he has, but even besides the morality of it the whole thing would cheapen his powers. Not that he doesn't mind the occasional bit of mischief. "Any kind of shops you're especially looking for? I'm wondering what you used to do back home."

[tieflingtarot]

"Well, the tailor to start with, then somewhere to get some drinks wouldn't go amiss, kick the blood taste out of my throat." Molly hummed, gaze flicking around the area. "As for what I am? Hedonist-turned-adventurer, funnily enough."