"Oy, it'll be a while before ye learn about making weapons. First you gotta learn other things." He scratched his head. "An' I can't teach ye to make a weapon until I see how you act in town. 'Opefully this will be yer first and last incident that we need to worry about." He brushed his hands off, as if settling a decision. "Hmmm." Armel dug out a pouch that contained some coins. "Look, we'll need to eat tonight," he dropped the pouch in the dragon's hand. "Go to the baker's and get a loaf of fresh bread. Then go to the butcher's and get some meat. Tell 'em Armel sent ya, then come straight back." This would be the dragon's first test, he decided. If he ran off, it was alright, it wasn't all of his money, just a small amount, and if he stole some, the bear would know because he knew how much was in it and how much the bread and meat would cost all together; 5 gold.
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"Fine." The Vixen said after a long moment of thinking. "Now look here. I have a room upstairs. One is mine, the other is empty. You can sleep there, though, I warn you, it's scarcely furnished. There's a mattress, that's about it." She crossed her arms looking the Lynx over, "And look in the closet. Some of my old husband's clothes might fit you. I won't have you working at my shop looking like THAT." She pointed her rolling pin at his rags with a sneer.
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"Mmm." Romei listened carefully, hanging onto each word the lion said. "Vell, I can certainly tell you I vas not a chameleon vhen I vent to sleep. I was only like zhis after I woke up... I vent to bed somewhere else entirely." He crossed his arms. The lion seemed familiar for some reason, but he couldn't place it. He looked to the rabbit, "And, vell, this is reminding me of one of my friend's characters... Even has zhe same name."