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Ryukari
Ryukari looked down at the fairly nice outfit he'd polymorphed for himself, then examined Skye's clothes, apparently taking on her meaning with the help of unintentional body language. He scratched his scalp, a puzzled expression crossing his face. He looked up at Skye and asked, Arkat yf ders uwohalm fi these scales? Riilyr aky opi give much protection, yi riilyr uko opi very handsome." He scratched his chin. "Aky fus anch jhala fus eso nicer scales?" He grinned and nodded. "Skye deserves chern ders finest." He then reached into his trouser pocket and pulled out a handful of gold pieces. "Here fus uko! Ond upo buy fus nice scales ekos, gio'la? Y ilalmayr give fus senf, but Y upo chern chril orn much orn often." You counted out seven gold in his outstretched hand.
Moralae
Moralae slipped in through the window after you, rubbing her hands together in anticipation. "Ooooh, this'll be fun! Eep! But watch your step!"
This warning was just, as the clothier was quite cluttered with racks and tables draped with all types of carefully stitched livery. Moralae instantly hopped over to the showiest dress in the store and held it up, smirking and slyly saying, "Oh Pathris darling, I think you'd look just smashing in this."
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