She wants the shirt off Ro's back... and more.

"It's a fine item," the trader says as she looks over at it. "Very hard to keep in stock. Very rare. Very... expensive."

"Really? Darn..." Ro says, too naïve to question her trading partner's statements.

"I... might be willing to cut you a deal..." the trader says, her greedy grin hidden by her veil. "Your breast plate looks like it has seen better days, my friend," the trader declares.

Ro looks down at it. True, it had seen a lot of action in combat, and once she graduated from knight-apprentice, she would be issued new equipment anyway.

"My armor for that?" Ro asks as her fingers twiddle with the shoulder straps.

"Mmmmm, not just that..." the trader declares, knowing full well she can get more from this girl. "It will cost me a fortune to repair it. So, how about it... and your tunic?"

Ro frowns, and for a moment the trader fears she has gone too far. She's about to back-pedal when the mark responds.

"I guess that seems fair..." the foolish girl says as she starts to remove her equipment. "It wouldn't be very honorable of me to short-change you in a trade. What kind of knight would that make me?"

Besides, I can just wear my new, super-stylin' shirt out of here and all the way home! I bet the other knights are gonna be soooo jealous! Ro thinks to herself as she shucks her breastplate onto the counter and starts unbuttoning her tunic.

The trader barely suppresses a giggle of glee as the naïve knight apprentice removes her shirt, exposing her soft, white, satin camisole (it's one of her last bits of civilian garb. She just finds the standard issue underwear so ugly... and itchy).

"Ok, so we're even then?" Ro asks, not even trying to shield herself or her unmentionables.

The punch she drank, her months of living in a crowded barracks, and just being around good ol' Dirty Dyna (she keeps trying to make that a thing, but no one's biting) have all done wonders to murder Ro's sense of modesty.

"Yes, yes, yes," the trader says as she giddily scoops her latest prizes up and adds them to her ever-growing pile. "What else strikes your fancy, oh savy and smart shopper?"

Ro looks around the shop once more and squeals in glee. She's utterly in love...