Lyra hopped up on a counter at the trading center, shoving some people's stuff out of the way to have proper room for her merchandise and her own rear end. She set the Sandles and Leather Coat down next to each other, along with a sign that said "Best Offer" and grinned, watching people walk by, hoping to entice them into a sale.

-Terror slowly walked into the Trade Center, to see Lyra trading her Leather Coat. Silently he approached with a bag of GP he had left over, after gaining some items from the Pawn Shop.-

"I'll give you 100.3GP for the Leather Coat..Is that enough?"

-Terror quietly awaited the trader's reply with a emotionless expression.-

Lyra giggled at the random suggestion, unable to resist the idea of the odd amount of GP. "Sure it is," she grinned, holding up the Leather Coat. "I'd say you have a deal. I'm guessing you're not interested in the Sandles though?" she inquired, trading GP and item with him.

-Terror grinned, taking the Leather Coat and handing over the GP.-

"Of course I'd like the Sandals, cept I don't have much to trade for it. ._. Ran out of GP..."

-Terror slowly walked out with his new Leather Coat and waved as he left.-

Lyra waved after him, smiling. "Okay, thanks anyway!" She sat there grinning and poking at her .3 of a GP, pointing frantically at the sandles when anyone passed by.

-Terror quickly came back to see Lyra still their, poking at the .3 GP.-

"I'd like the Sandals now...How's 80GP?"

-Terror grinned, hoping the the price was right. Terror looked at the sandals with much intrest.-

Lyra smirked, laughing and leaning closer. "For you... fine. But man I wish you'd been around when I needed to borrow the Cure Sword before this match," she laughed, holding up the shoes. "I'll throw in a bottle of Febreez for another 5.4 gp," she chuckled, waiting for him to take the item.

"HHmm..."

-Terror blinked and shook his head.-

"Eh no thanks...But if I want it..I'll be sure to contact you.."

-Terror gave Lyra 80GP and in return he got her sandals.-

"Oh if you have any other things you don't need, besure to contact me! =) "

-Terror left once again off with his newly gained Sandals.-

Lyra hid the GP away and grinned after him, sticking her "best offer" sign to his back. "I will," she chirped, working her way back out of the trade center.

She suddenly halted, spun around, and ran back to her spot, scribbling on a new sign, Need Heavy Blade Weapons and underneath that, Level 5 or above. She held the sign high over her head and waved it around, looking to see if anybody'd offer her anything, since she had extra items and GP to work with.