Zaneck sat behind the counter and shut his eyes. For the past few days, his business has been booming up to the point that people formed lines that stretched past dozens of houses, with the fear of fights breaking out between the Cross Society and the current ruler, Boggy Raczynski, at any place. Recently, he had placed up a new sign for his relatively small building compared to the ones adjacent to it but nevertheless, business always came and went. The new sign read, “The Old Weaponage”, which left out the ‘e’ after the ‘Old’. He decided not to pursue the topic any further and went to the back of the store, getting a sack of alcohol that he had recently bought.
Right before he was about to chug it, the bell on the entrance rang. He took a small sip and placed it back before returning to his precious customers. “One moment,” he yelled as he made his way back to the front, taking two sheathes off the shelves. As he arrived in the front, the bell rang once again as the door closed. On the counter was a stack of papers with an eye on it.
His research had came in as he opened the package to reap his spoils, after all he had paid The Eye a hefty sum of money for this information. There were two separate stacks, one on the Cross Society, none of which had useful information and the other was the list of other individuals who also take requests of the same variety as he does. There was one paper on it with a red mark, meaning that it was an incomplete document. Curious, he pulled up the piece of paper. He was only provided with a first and middle name, “Lucifer di ______________”. It only provided a list of usable weapons, of which he looked through and found that there were only a few weapons that this ‘Luciano’ was unable to use. He sighed and placed the package and its contents into a hidden slot under the floor. He sat on a chair behind the counter and closed his eyes.