{Regent Azov, would your companions mind some company? I have a set of bracelets for a Mythic Rank Shaman. Ones that aren't accounted for by the Alliance members.} Karl messaged.
He could sense the Immortal's attention shift to him.
{You made two identical pairs, then realized that there was only one Mythic Shaman in the Guild Alliance?}
Karl shrugged, and watched the Immortal begin to laugh.
{I could give one of the extras to a Cleric and sell the other. Or, there might be someone else who can use them. But those foreign dignitaries might appreciate the gift. I can tell that there is a Shaman in there with you.}
{The Prince of Nabibun. Are you sure that your item is suitable for a Dwarf?} Azov asked.
{Definitely. It's got a totem effect for shamans that boosts elemental damage. Dwarves would love it. Well, any Shaman would. The mages too, but they can't use it, they need a Shaman to cast it.} Karl agreed.
{Come on up.}
