Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Four: Fires of Heaven]

Renzo had no use for a meager sword, and continued down the halls. While the form certainly was impressive, he decided he needed a more...impressionist phase for his art. Something to help move the hearts and souls of the people, let them draw their own conclusions, rather than let his work speak for itself. And it was having to do a lot of speaking, what with these rookies. Just look at Watson. He called that thing a tapestry? The design was all wrong and don't get Renzo started on the color. Really, orange?! Why don't you just gouge our eyes out. But fair is foul, and fowl is fair. Renzo knew a good eye when he saw one, and it appeared the raven girl had one. He caught up to her, before pulling out his orb from his pack.

"Excusez-moi my good lady, that is quite a gem on you. I would so love to do a piece on it. Really, your taste is impeccable. I don't mean to crow over your penchant for shiny curios, but you do have me curious. Why, I was just saying how I wanted to try a new phase in my art, and it seems I no longer have any use for my, dare I say, coup de grâce of my latest phase. Let's just say that the natural beauty of mother earth is a fickle mistress. This watery orb looks much more beautiful when compared to one such as yourself. What say I trade you? Now, I will of course return your keepsake at any time, but I can already see the gallery of you and that orb. The canvas calls. I dare say people will come from miles to cherchez la femme with the blue orb. I will eat crow if you aren't famous in a fortnight."

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