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Manyroads' Maps, Tradegate, the Outlands
[@Lurking Krog], [@XxFellsingxX], [@Abstract Proxy], [@Guardian Angel Haruki][/sub][/right]

For whatever reason, Garnet seemed to be the only one smiling over her latest acquisition. She caught the looks and the glares leveled at her, but didn't answer in kind, her smile not once wavering. Buncha grumps, here new companions! Maybe they should've rummaged around the shop too and found their own treasures, that ought to cheer them up.

Before she could suggest as much, the shopkeeper — who [i]was [/i]actually smilin' too, would ya look at that! — approached the matter with logic and tact and reason and a bunch of other things that [i]hardly [/i]mattered when the compass was shiny and inscribed with the runes of [i]her [/i]people!

Garnet grimaced at the word pricey — and as the man finished his request, realization visited her expression, if briefly. Her eyes narrowed at the man's changed tone. This man, he was...

He was asking for stuff for [i]free![/i] How weird was that?!

[color=#67844b]"Nah,"[/color] Garnet said simply, cheerily, her expression unchanging, seemingly none the wiser of the magic that had tried to take a hold of her. 

Then something swooshed past her. Garnet turned to find a flurry of feathers clouding her vision for a brief moment, as something glided past. [i]A bird? [/i]As the goblin blinked after the creature, her eyes focused on where the thing landed — and what it dropped in Melvin's hands. The compass. [i]Her [/i]compass.

And it was smug about it too-!

Garnet blinked once, twice, jabbing out a finger in surprise. [color=#67844b]"Yer--- yer a thief!"[/color] she gasped, her widened eyes seeming to take up most of the space on her tiny face.[color=#67844b] "'N..."[/color]

Her grin returned, laughter spilling past yellowed teeth as she doubled over to slap her knee. [color=#67844b]"N a damn goo' one at tha'!"[/color] she straightened, wiping at her nose and resuming her pointing at her new archrival. [color=#67844b]"Ya got me! Ya got me — [i]t'is[/i] time. But ain't a Dwarf a'ive who fo'ets a debt! 'S on now, fowl t'ief! Ya be'er sleep with tha' fluffy head o' yours tu'ned 180 degrees, ya hear?" [/color]

Then, as if she hadn't just tried to steal from him [i]and [/i]refused his request to return his belongings, Garnet turned to the shopkeep and asked, casual as any customer, one hand already in her coin pouch: [color=#67844b] "So 'ow big a dis'ount we talkin' on that the'e c'mpass?"[/color][/color]