03-09-2022, 01:17 AM
(This post was last modified: 03-09-2022, 01:20 AM by SentientVoid.)
Hearing of these new prices from another source, Sabrione could only feel a bad sense of impending doom. A potential war of businessmen and business-women may start, and she absolutely hates the idea of fighting on two fronts. Those fronts, being New Tannen's current situation and the matter of competing against other franchises, who sell their artificing and alchemy services. She gets on her knees, looking up to the ceiling of the workshop, her arms outstretched.
Sabrione yells out one word from within, with sheer rage and anger. Those near the workshop that day would hear the Feral Cadet's agony in her voice, even through the walls.
Quote:"LEILIIIIINNNNEEEEEE!!!"
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