Marsaena
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Marsaena is the proprietress of Solhaven Arms, where she sells a variety of weapons that she has forged. She employs the clerk Gormsahk, who helps her with sales.
Description
A hint of a smile plays at the corner of Marsaena's mouth, matching the sparkle in her eyes and giving her the appearance of being suprisingly good-natured for a dwarf. Likely she either truly enjoys her work, has been imbibing, or both. Large for a dwarf of either gender, Marsaena has the build and the practical garb one might expect of one who has either worked on or with weapons all of her life.
Ambients
"Any new sorts of weapons that show up, expect us to sell them here," boasts Marsaena. "That doesn't mean we'll sell fancy-named stuff, just honestly unique weapons. Whatever we call a weapon, that's what it is." "Come in! Come in!" invites Marsaena. "Take a look around. If you don't see what you like, just ask. Of course, I won't answer you, but ask anyways. It'll make you feel better," she concludes with a huge wink. "Our goal is to sell you the weapon you want," says Marsaena. "No glitz, no fancy-shmancy names and no confusion." "This isn't like that used weapon shop up in the caravansary," says Marsaena with a nod. "Every weapon we sell is brand new, clean, polished and sharp." "You may not know it, but Red McKrieg sells a few odd weapons in with his other stuff in his outlanders' shop one street south of here on Nerite Lane," advises Marsaena with a pleasant smile. "You're probably expecting me to pull out a whetstone and sharpen a weapon or two, aren't you?" says Marsaena with a grin. "Well, if they needed sharpening they wouldn't be out here, they'd be in the back waiting to be sharpened." Marsaena smiles and says, "Standard weapons are here in the main shop, either in this room or that one," as she points north. "The fancier weapons are upstairs." Marsaena smiles as she goes through the motions of readjusting the weapons on display.