Sarka, southern city, Klos 19th, 350AC, 10:35  (underground, 65 degrees, crescent moon)

You head on over to the armory.  This mid-sized hut is made of stone with the standard (yet impressive) mushroom cap roof.  The sign hanging above the main door is a plate of metal upon which is another unknown etched rune.   Hanging from the sign are a miniature metal spear, short trident, and metal mask (like the hoplites wear).

The doorway has a “curtain” of light metal link chains.  You pass through and find yourselves facing a shruden counter that wraps around 3/4’s of the room.  An elderly badder sits behind the counter.  He wears a thick leather apron, and is chewing methodically upon some unknown substance.  The dim flickering light glitters off of many metal weapons which sit upon the counter.  Many more are arranged on the back wall behind the counter.  Three other badders, decked out in metal armor and hefting wicked looking melee weapons, stand guard.

The elderly badder stands up as you enter and looks at you with wide brown eyes.  “Eka tudo na baada!!  Aaaa.  Meee spaaka en traade tong fer yooo.  Whaat me help you fore???