Post by Nigel Guillory on Feb 12, 2014 19:54:24 GMT -5
Arriving at the junkyard, he could sense that there was no Shadows around. He could tell that it was a safe area run by a strange woman with blonde hair. There was also piles of junk everywhere he went as he walked up towards the counter. He carried a bag full of junk he had gotten from his first week of exploration. He had never been to the junkyard before, but he'll get used to the strange atmosphere around it. The junk he had collected would benefit greatly for his expense. He stopped at the counter and spoke, "Good evening, ma'am. I have some junk here and I would appreciate it if you could buy off some of it from me. I'll bring some more next week."
