Pary:
Seeing as the shaman was tied up, Pary went ahead to the herb store. Buying a few medicinal treatments, he walked further into the pawn shop. A gruff looking man sat behind the counter. "Oy, what do you want?"
"You take dead goods?"
"Depends what you be selling."
Pary unwrapped the two staves, and the bracelet. The condition was relatively good, and would probably fetch a hefty price.
"Hmm. 20 gold for the staves, 35 for the trinket."
"Make it 65 total and you have a deal."
"Grr, fine."
((I'm tired of saying apothecary ))