Abnormally Weird

"You'll want to buy this." He was of course a weird looking guy, but even for me he was weird looking (which is saying something). He was cloaked, and masked, I could barely see his eyes but they were scary looking as well.

"I have a bad history with buying objects as of late." It looked like a normal ring, well normal except for the gigantic stone set in the middle of it, but nothing really weird inscribed on it, didn't have the feeling of hidden power or anything, just seemed like someones really pretty jewelery.  I was immeadiately suspicious (and not just because the guy trying to sell it looked like he came directly out of someones nightmare).

"I can cut you a good deal this ring is not stolen, I just fell on some hard times, in fact you don't even have to fully buy it, I can pawn it to you if you'd like." I don't like doing pawns, because well most of the time the stuff I have is stolen (I'm just being honest) and when the actual owners comes in and sees me selling something they had stolen, well I know I'm not getting my money back.  Much easier to flat out buy things and then sell them on the downlow as opposed to them being out in the open.

"Ok against my better judgement I'll take this pawn, you have a month to come back with my money plus interest or..."

"I know the deal thank you Mr. Lorentino I'll be back with your money."

"Whew."

"What?"

"I thought you were going to say you'd be back with what I'm owed and that would have scared me." He chuckled, but again he was seriously weird looking guy could have been any number of horrible nightmares.

"What will you do with the ring?"

"It'll go into a lockbox when you don't pay out, it hits the shelves, no mercy Mr. ?"

"Travania."

"You'll have to spell that." Now you know how I knew how it was spelled.

"I'll see you in a month Mr. Lorentino." He left, I felt a chill leave my store with him, though that could have just been an open window or a crack in something (look the construction of my store left a lot be desired). I looked at the ring briefly and then put it in my lock box and urged some magic into the runes guarding it (there is nothing I take for granted in this world, least of all actual money) and then forgot about it.  That's what it means to be a shop owner in my world, prepare for the worst, expect worse than that.  Wait thats what it means to be me in this world, I always get those two confused.