Azmyth cricked his neck and growled slightly, this human form of his was only just starting to get irritating and he'd change back as soon as he'd moved out away from the towns."God damn it all... why dose the fu*king market have to be all the way in the middle of the fu*king town"
He growled slightly bumping into a young woman as he walked towards the market muttering to himself.
"Fu*king mage, has to set up his shop in the pubic... I only nearly killed him last time"
Azmyth continued walking until he reached the mage's stall
"Well come on old man, you know I don’t like this..."
After rather long and boring talk with the mage the demon took something from him.
"So this will do the same as the other one right... You didn't do anything weird or anything to it did you old man?"
With that last confirmation Azmyth handed over a small pouch to the man and walked away stuffing the black leather item into his pocket and walking out of the market.
