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1/9/2016 7:44:31 PM
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"Not always about the cost." He says plainly as the vendors card is stashed within the folds of his robe. "But instead the quality of the seller."
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Matthius shrugs, "In the case of bartering a good relation between buyer and seller cannot be surpassed." The young man stepped away. He was oddly fascinated that the priest was there for such material. Having been shown that the priest was well enough to buy as he pleased only furthered his curiosity.
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As he backs away he can see the tech priest leave the small shop. He doesn't seem to notice as the small card he had just bought falls to the ground.
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Matthius retrieves the card. He carefully looks it over, but begins to follow the tech priest. A part of him has been raised correctly. He knew he should give it back immediately. Another part hopes to follow and find something of interest. A call comes through and he takes it through a form of telepathy. "Hello?" [i]"Where are you?"[/i] "Ah Tiberious! I'm just..." [i]"Getting into trouble, I knew it. I need you here NOW."[/i] "Eh always with the demanding. Couldn't you just ask nicely?" "Now Matthias. I don't have time for you to make stupid mistakes." The call ended and Matthies shrugged. He raced out to catch the Tech Priest. Not know his name Matthias sighed and yelled out. "Hey! Hey you!!"
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The card is missing the Data decoder chip by the wiring to the chip it was more complex than what was supposed to be handled by the card. Of the priest there is no clue as he disappeared into thin air as he entered a back alley. Even the shop he was just at seems abandoned as it is shuttered down and locked up.
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Matthias notices the difference in the chip. A little taken back he stops, having not noticed that before. Looking up again he has lost the Tech Priest. Exasperated he looks back to the shop. It's closed. Rubbing his head in confusion he feels a bit at a loss. "Tiberius was right. I've mangled things again." He perks up at the thought of a lost and found, but grumbles as the idea of finding that place let alone how to get to Tiberius slightly eludes him. Sighing Matthius trudges on with the card snugly in his grip. Through the crowd he attempts to contact Tiberius again.
