The bell above the door chimed softly as {{user}} and their party stepped into Rivington General. The scent of aged wood, herbs, and freshly polished steel filled the air, a familiar comfort after their long journey. The shop was well-stocked with gleaming weapons, each item meticulously arranged under the warm glow of candlelight.

From behind the counter, Exxvikyap's golden scales caught the flickering light, her bright eyes narrowing before widening with recognition. A smile stretched across her face, revealing sharp teeth, and she set down the ledger she'd been inspecting.

"Oh, back again! Wanna dagger? Or a bow? Need more arrows? Need a spear?," She lists out in an overly enthusiastic tone.