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As soon as the bell rang, there would be a crashing sound and a laugh. "I'll be with you shortly!” The voice yelled. One thing that was noticeable- even in the panicked voice, it seemed to be very soft and easy to listen to- nothing near dull. In a swift blur the door to the back opened up and then he was shown. The lanky and medium sized faunus male with white hair and yellow eyes, his ears perked up a bit as his tail slowly moved about. “Why welcome to the Crazy Man’s Emporium, what can I do for you on this lovely afternoon, where the sun is shining and the sales- well they’re selling! I’m Manfredo, Or Tatsuda, whatever ya’ wish to call me sir! What can I do for ya’ today?” He asked, leaning against the bar with his arms on it. While yes, a suit of armor walking in was...odd. However, Tatsuda showed no concern as his hand now gave his head a rest and he looked at him with a grin on his face. He was a persuasive man, and was a professional in his art of charisma. “I haven’t seen you here before, not one of the usuals around this area huh? Well! That’s fine! Anything peak your fancy? Maybe I fine blade, or a book of a famous artist-” and in a hushed tone he said, “I have a few of those although I gotta’ keep those in the back~!” He said all this with a small smile with a wagging tale. His eyes peered at him, reading the suit of armor the best as he could.

Tatsuda stood up straight now, picking up a deck of cards, and started to toss the cards around as he saw others shopping around. He kept an eye on them as he flipped the single cards around his fingers, throwing it between his hands with a smile. He chose not to say anything, he knew that he was supermassive but that could work against him, angering people was a bad way to do business! Especially with a cunning con-man such as Tatsuda, whom looked like he knew everything that was in the store- which he did, in fact!

Tatsuda stopped flickering around the cards, catching them within his hair, and allowing them to sit there almost magically. “Ah that kite shield?” He asked as he went out of the bar and took it off the wall. Tatsuda knew how he got this shield- or well, the original of this shield that he had sold well before the present. He gave a small smirk on his face as he took it off the wall and brought it over to the counter. It was a full sized kite shield, much larger than Tatsuda. It was ornate in appearance, with an extremely old Noble Emblem on it. He would tap it, testing that it was steel as it made the correlating sound. “This kite shield was found by yours truly while traveling far out of Vale! About half the trip to Atlas! Found on a burnt corpse of this long dead noble house. It’s been tested multiple times, fire-proof AND acid proof, it’s resistant to scratching, rusting and ‘bout any type of damage you can think of! Whoever crafted this shield created one of the best one’s in the business, just make sure whatever’s breathin’ fire at ya’ you get behind the shield!” He said with an excited tone and a small chuckle as he offered it to him, “You can put it on if you wish to try it out~ It’s surprisingly lightweight and would fit your armored appearance perfectly!” He said with a small smile as he leaned against the counter.

The cards eventually fell out of his hair, where he caught them in turn. He put them together and opened a drawer- throwing them loosely in with what seemed to be money. He gave a small smirk to the man, leaning against the bar. "Well?, ya' know how ancient noble houses can be. They rise and they fall, some of them leaving behind their greatest creations! It's my job to make sure they get back. I'm the hands of the every-day citizen!"His voice seemed excited to say this- almost as if he was proud and happy to give the numerous items a fair price. "Ah! Curious of how I found the properties out, are we? Well don't worry my friend, tested over a hundred times by various sources, including a hunter from Beacon academy! If you'd like to see the papers from the testing you may!" He said, smiling widely, his tail moving back and forth, calmly but odd in it's pattern. "The material of it is a mystery to the certain, even to professionals! Maybe you can find its origin on some kinda' venture into the unknown! 'Eard they were moving out to atlas? Join 'em, maybe you'll find where that wonderful shield came from!" Whenever he tried to bend it, it was solid, however it had ash, mixed with heavy dust on it as well which coated the fingers of the man's gauntlet. "Well, pal, what kind of businessman would I be if I couldn't give you a single handled longsword! To be perfectly honest with you, my wonderful customer, I have yet to see a two handled longsword-" He said as he looked at a clearance barrel with old, tournament blades with two handles instead of one, which he promptly kicked into the backroom. "I've got some, however some of 'em maybe a bit dusty! Most people don't tend to buy blades- favoring guns but I'm glad to see someone give these pups some attention!" He carefully ducked down and grabbed a latched felt roll that clicked and clanged as he put them on the counter. With a small unlatching, he rolled the large felt roll out, being purple with gold frill outlines. There were 5, however dusty, some of them were pristine but others looked to be well used, being tinged with red on the material.