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

David stared blankly at the door of his shop, knowing that the servers were about to go online for the day, and that he'd have buyers, sellers, professionals, newbies, traitors, thrives, trolls, and tradesmen in to do business and/or wreak havoc. 
 
 Several hours later, David was more exhausted than he had been before he started the shop. Even his first inexperienced day had n't been this bad. There had been an unusually high number of very experienced players coming in to sell their goods, and they had all pushed a very hard deal, but their overpowered weapons were all individually worth it. The combined worth of all of them were probably enough to buy half of the second realm, but of course, that could n't ever happen. He was suddenly broken out of his daydream by the door being flung open, and a large warrior class standing in the entrance. Golemnite43. David stood up, and said `` What brings the highest level warrior class in the Seven Realms into my humble little shop?'' 
 Golemnite laughed and said `` You and I both know that you have the best'supplies' in Seventh Realm, probably in any of the realms, and I've got quite a bit of weight in my wallet.'' 
 `` What did you have in mind?'' 
 `` I need to make the Eighth Realm'' 
 David looked at him 
 `` Ha!'' Golemnite exclaimed `` You think i'm dumb enough to believe you've never heard of the Eighth Realm?'' 
 `` There is n't an eighth Realm'' 
 `` I was the third person to ever walk the soil of Realm One, I know almost as much about the Realms as The Creator does. You ca n't hide anything from me David. Just sell me some supplies.'' 
 David bent down behind the counter, pulling out a soft piece of fabric. `` seventy thousand elbins.'' 
 `` For a Basic Cloak? I'm not a mage class, that cloak is more useless to me than a sword is to a healer!'' 
 `` You said you wanted my help.'' 
 `` I need your help, but that's not help.'' 
 `` Yes it is, take it, and the dagger wrapped in it, to the old horse trainer in Third Realm. He can help you.'' 
 `` I will, but expect this dagger in your back in a few days if you're lying to me.'' 
 `` Even if i could be hurt in my own shop, you could n't touch me with it before I killed you.'' 
 
 Golemnite was limping toward the house in front of him. The old horse breeder had better be able to help him, or else he was n't even going to be able to make it back to David's shop to deliver on his promise. It seemed like every evil in the Realms had tried to come and kill him. He had n't slept in two days. He struggled up to the front door, knocked twice, and collapsed. He pulled the cloak and dagger out of his ripped pack. He blacked out with them clutched tightly in his hands. 
 
 Ben woke up in an unfamiliar bed. He got of of it, and put on the clothes lying in the chair in the corner of the room. His mom came in the room, and screamed `` BEN!'' 
 After she calmed down, she explained to him that he and David had both been in comas for several months without any sign of improvement, and that they had both been muttering randomly about'The Realms'. She hugged him and said `` but now you're back, and none of it matters.'' 
 
 David watched the world outside grow lighter, and knew that the servers would come online soon, and he'd have to face another day. He jumped as The Creator appeared in front of him and said quietly `` Why would you do this?'' 
 David replied with `` What did I do?'' 
 `` You know what you did. You helped that warrior class escape.'' 
 `` He was a good person.'' 
 `` When I trap someone in my game, I want them there. I do n't need you giving them cursed items and waiting for them to die.'' 
 `` He was a good person'' 
 `` So you let him die?'' 
 ``...'' 
 `` What could you have possibly gained from helping him escape?'' 
 `` He was a good person, he needed out.'' 
 `` I was going to let you go within the month.'' 
 `` I do n't care. He was my friend on earth, before you trapped me in the Realms. He needed out. Now get out of my shop.'' 
 The Creator disappeared 
 
 David stared blankly at the door of his shop, knowing that the servers were about to go online for the day.
