"Hmm, isn't my money your money? And your money is my money, too. I don't mind if you spend it. Besides, aren't clothes just for momentary beauty? Even if they can be worn many times, you'd eventually get tired of them anyway. Alright, let's get this one then. After that, let's go see the elder you mentioned."
Renie nodded with satisfaction at the now handsome and charming Fisher in front of her, generously pulling out some Holy Maiden Coins from the small bag slung over her shoulder and placing them in front of the shopkeeper. Fisher nodded after listening and walked out of the shop. At the end of his field of vision, the entrance of a very luxuriously decorated tavern was glowing with a soft white light, with words written above,
"Old Jack and Pahetz's Tavern, welcoming humans and all demi-humans."
Below that line of text, there was another line in Northern Language, meaning "Iceberg Queen."
