[ WP ] You run an RPG pawn shop . You haggle with adventurers who try to sell loot they 've acquired .

Good lord, seriously? More rat hides? Gods above, what was I supposed to do with all these hides? I have no idea how to craft leather works and the town is flooded with these bloody hides! The last few weeks have brought a steady stream of adventurers all carrying the same goods! 
 
 `` I'm sorry good sir, but there is such a surplus of rat hides at the momen...'' I began. `` Does n't matter. Traders code says that you have to buy these or trade me wares equal to the value.'' Interrupted the stranger. 
 I tried again to reason with the newcomer. `` Well, yes... I understand that but you must realize tha...'' `` What I understand is that I want that sword behind you and I have more than enough rat hides to pay for it.'' He insisted. `` Ah, yes, well I suppose I have no choice then...'' I said, defeated. 
 
 I handed over the sword which he inspected briefly before dropping a stinking pile of untreated rat skins onto my counter. Flies buzzed in a cloud as the stink filled my small shop. Quick as a flash the stranger was gone leaving me to add the skins to the enormous pile already behind the counter. The stench nearly destroyed my appetite but having spent all morning over the forge I could n't resist my body's call for nourishment. I filled a small sack with hides, flipped the sign on my door from `` open'' to `` closed'' and headed to the tavern for lunch. 
 
 Inside the tavern rat skins were everywhere. The whole place seemed to be overflowing with them. Everyone was insisting that they were currency although no one could agree as to why that made any sense since it completely violated the law of supply and demand... 
 
 As I sat down at the bar I ordered an ale and mutton and laid my rat skins out among the heaps of others. The bartender, a forever optimistic fellow brought my meal and stopped for a chat. 
 
 `` How is the new shop?'' He asked, a genuine curiosity in his tone. `` Not bad, but wow... The rat skins! I have no idea why so many of them are coming in or what I am supposed to do with them! The trade guild really needs to re-evaluate the trade rules! This currency exchange makes no sense!'' 
 
 The bartender's grin spread from ear to ear and he let out a belly shaking series of guffaws. Not one to play the fool, I asked in an acid tone `` Whats so funny about that good sir?'' To which the bartender replied `` You think rat skins are bad? You should have been around for boar dung quest!'' 

