Battered Hilt for sale! (IC)

[Harney]

TLDR
Battered Hilt for sale, send me an in-game mail if you'd like to make an offer. Don't lowball me like the last guy, he got a knife in the gut.

http://www.wowhead.com/?item=50379
Follow the quest chain for your choice of seven weapons.

http://www.wowhead.com/?item=50048
http://www.wowhead.com/?item=50046
http://www.wowhead.com/?item=50049
http://www.wowhead.com/?item=50047
http://www.wowhead.com/?item=50050
http://www.wowhead.com/?item=50051
http://www.wowhead.com/?item=50052






It was a fine morning in Ironforge, like every morning. The smoke from the forge was so think you had to cut your way through it with an axe. A dozen or so adventurers were loafing about in front of the bank, a frail looking Elf tried to find his way to the Auction House and tripped on a cobblestone. I remember that stone well, everyone trips on that stone, I once watched an Orc Rogue trip on that thing while he was trying to kill our Auctioneers. That was a long time ago though, maybe last week, I can't remember. Our guards tied that one to the bridge so everyone could have a chance to beat him a bit.

Anyway, as I was saying, the elf tripped on the stone. I laughed heartily and took another drink of my ale. I was already starting to feel a little tipsy, but it was just past sunrise and this was only my fifth drink, I must be coming down with a cold or something. Usually it takes at least ten drinks. Or maybe the forges were smelting some of that new stuff from the north, some sort of black saronite they say.

So as I was laughing at the dumb elf, he stood up and glared at me. HIs eyes glowed fiercely in the smoke filled air. I laughed some more and pointed my focusing lens into his face, he tripped again as he crossed the bridge into the auction house.

That's when I saw it, on the ground near the stone where everyone trips. A broken piece of a weapon. Hmm, maybe the elf dropped it? Some light glinted off of it, which was interesting since the smoke was so thick. So I hopped off the barrel I was sitting on and casually walked towards the item on the ground. I gave the bread vendor woman a wink as I passed, she was a fine one that lass, I'd like to...

Bah, my eyes, the darn thing reflected someone's focusing lens into my eyes! Who the hell would do something so dangerous?! NO! It was that dirty bastard half-gnome guard that calls himself a dwarf stationed at the bank entrance. He squinted his eyes, some sort of warning I guess. He obviously wanted this item too, but couldn't move from his post. His loss.

So I took the item, it was the hilt of some sort of weapon. Still cold too, it must be from Northrend where all these adventurers are gathering all of the loot they drag through here.

I went back to my barrel, re-filled my mug of ale from it, and sat down to have a look at the hilt. There were some curious jewels in it, probably valuable, I'll have to bring it by the master weaponsmith later to have him take a look.


In the meantime, I suppose I might as well see if any of these armor clad meatheads want to buy it. So hollared out my best salesman line.


HEY! YOU! YEA YOU! COME OVER HERE AND BUY THIS! IT'S WORTH A LOT, AND I'LL SELL IT FOR HALF OF WHAT IT'S WORTH!


Everyone within earshot suddenly turned and stared. I heard weapons being drawn, eyes glowing in the smoke, this was bad. That's when a hand reached out from behind me and poked me in the back. I pulled my dagger and swung as I dodged, nearly chopped the finger off the dumb gnome, but he was a quick one. He whispered in my ear that the item I found was worth far more than I knew, and made a quick offer. I scoffed, surely it was worth more than that.

HEY, MEATHEADS! GET OUT YOUR PRETTY PURSES, THIS GNOME HERE JUST OFFERED 10 THOUSAND GOLD PIECES! I yelled up into the air. As I turned around, there were about 20 men and women gathered around me.

I heard a soft grunt from where the gnome stood, and a pool of blood was forming at my feet, a couple gold coins rolled into view as well. Too bad for that guy, shoulda kept his mouth shut...


Heh, maybe this thing really is worth something. Better get this auction going before I end up like him...



OK FOLKS, LETS HEAR SOME OFFERS! BETTER BE MORE THAN WHAT THE DEAD GNOME OFFERED!

[Cyrass]

You're trying to sell a Battered Hilt for more than 10,000 gold? Yeah, no.

[Broxigan]

It has sadly sold for more..

[Harney]

You're trying to sell a Battered Hilt for more than 10,000 gold? Yeah, no.

Watch it cow, or you'll get a knife in the gut too.

Probably not though, you are apparently too poor for anyone to see value in the effort.

[Grayslin]

Yeah, they really aren't rare enough to warrant that kind of cash. There are at least 4 people I know of in SotM and EB that already have them, and some of them have only even ran the new 5-mans a couple of times.

The only people who are going to pay that much are the rich folks who don't want to wait for one to drop, and most of those people have already bought them.

They would sell for that much at first, but price is falling steadily as sellers figure this out.

[Villayna]

Hey guys, he RP'd it. If it's too much money for you, then feel free to not buy it. As much as I hate people barking in trade trying to sell something for an exhorbitant amount of money, I like the people catcalling them much less.

For those who think it's a non-RPer doing it because of the low post-count, it isn't, they're just using an alt.

((also, I've never seen it dropped once, and I've been in there more than a fair amount))

[Harney]

Yeah, they really aren't rare enough to warrant that kind of cash.



What?! Another poor complainer? Oh, I see, a death knight... Best check your undergarments for holes, you probably lost most of your coin while digging through the guts of some beast in the cold north for that sword you have strapped to your hip. At least your hands were warmed in the process of collecting it. Oh, you're dead, or un-dead, you don't feel warmth do you...

It is unfortunate that the humans in Stormwind didn't chop you down on sight. Our own guards don't have the stomach for it either it seems.

[Harney]

I like the people catcalling


Why hello there pretty. Care to buy a magical weapon that's sure to make all the lads, well, hmm, I best not say these sorts of things out loud.

ANOTHER DRINK FOR THE LADY!

[Grayslin]

Hey guys, he RP'd it. If it's too much money for you, then feel free to not buy it. As much as I hate people barking in trade trying to sell something for an exhorbitant amount of money, I like the people catcalling them much less.

For those who think it's a non-RPer doing it because of the low post-count, it isn't, they're just using an alt.

I was more noting that the way the price has been dropping on those lately that he might end up having to come down on his price to sell it.

Me, I'd like one, but I already have a Justicebringer, so I'll get by just fine until one drops. The upgrade is too minor to warrant that kind of expense for me.

[Harney]

I'll get by just fine until one drops.


That's right, dig through the guts of some other dead beast and see what comes out. Only a death knight would think that was a good idea...



For the fine clean folks amongst us here today, how abouts you take out your coin purse and relieve yourself of the weight. Your mounts will be happier and faster too! I guarantee it!

[Fhenrir]

Not to nitpick, but for those of us who let the bankers hang onto our gold when we're not spending it, the hilt would actually make us weigh more.

[Harney]

for those of us who let the bankers hang onto our gold


You trust those blood sucking fools?!

[Swerto]

Sold on AH for 25k yesterday, guildy of mine sold it.

[Yichimet]

Take your little toy and give it to a pink-skin or long-ear so that when I destroy them, they know just how weak they are, holding such a powerful weapon and how little it did for them.

Fatling.

[Chikt]

Ignore the Grim-ite, they rarely seem to back up their words with actions. At least, in this goblins experience.

G'luck with ya expensive piece of scrap metal, tho.

[Geofforan]

Why someone would batter a hilt is beyond me. Sure, battering food makes it crunchy and delicious, but a hilt? Madness.

[Chikt]

Why someone would batter a hilt is beyond me. Sure, battering food makes it crunchy and delicious, but a hilt? Madness.

Perhaps they felt they needed more iron in their diet.

Eh? Eh?

[Rethius]

"A true warrior is not made by their weapon, but rather the line of fallen souls that wander in their shadow."

[Lisbet]

Asyla - "Keep telling yourself that, Dwarfie. You keep counting spirits, I'll keep counting the amount of heads I cleave off"

(( ;) ))

[Harney]

I can assure you all, this is not for eating. I gave it a taste, just to see, and my teeth hurt now... Some more ale might fix that though.


So, Asyla, how bout you have a seat right here next to me little lady. Have you ever thought of modeling? Or a career in sales? I have a small job here that I think you would be good at.

[Ninerva]

Ninerva giggles as she says

"Quite the salesmen I see Dwarf, pay your price or you run them through. Might run out of customers that way"

She quickly adds

"And no I'm not interested, I take great pride in taking my weapons myself from my fallen foes."

[Rethius]

"It is a dishonor to not let a worthy adversary sleep with their weapon by their side."

He scoffs.

"Thieves have more respect."

[Trigin]

"Heh, speak for yourself Rethius."

[Rethius]

"No one asked you, cyclops."

[Rand_Shea]

Dusk meandered through the crowds that had gathered to watch the auction, finding it annoying that there were so many warm bodies piled together... or underfoot... as he and another hooded deathknight attempted to get through them. The price of ten thousand gold was announced and he looked up briefly, before shaking his head.

"Jhonen..." Dusk spoke to the other deathknight who followed behind him, "If I ever consider being so ridiculous, will you do the honors?"

"I would gladly beat your head in than allow you to humiliate yourself as such, Commander." The other deathknight nodded with his response.

"Good."

[Okhu]

....BACK SCRATCHAH?...

[Harney]

Bah, this isn't getting me anywhere...


MOVE OUTTA THE WAY YOU DIRTY ROTTEN POOR PEOPLE! I'M FEELIN A LITTLE SICK, SOMEONE TAINTED THE ALE!



Much better, off to the auction house!



Why hello there miss Auctioneer Redmuse! I haven't seen you at the tavern lately, you aren't hiding from ol Harney now are you? I can see from the color of your cheeks now that you must be just working extra hours. Could you help me please with a little something? I've got this here broken piece of a weapon, could you see what other folks might be selling them for around these parts? ... That much eh? Well, could you take this one too and try to broker it for me. Maybe a fine looking lass like yourself will have better luck than I did. Just offer it up for a small bit less than those meatheads... I mean fine upstanding gentlemen who already have theirs listed. I'll be happy to pay the necessary fees.

[Harney]

Woah, hey, what's going on now. Why all this shaking, and why does my head hurt?

EARTHQUAKE?!

OH NO!

EVACUATE!



*SLAP* *KICK*


Bah, what the? Damn gnome, stop kicking me! I'm awake already...


What's that? You have something for me? An auction of mine sold? What are you talking about you fool?! What would a guy like me have to sell on the auction house? I don't even remember going there.


*slap*


Oh yeah, now I remember. You had to hire how many mules to carry it all? Those fools all said it wasn't worth anything, ha! I'll show them! I'll be able to buy my own town for that much! Booty Bay, Thelsamar, Darkshire. Heck, I could probably buy Orgrimmar itself!