“Nah, i don’t have the license for that sort of thing.” He says, with a laugh.
Emerald considers asking this clerk about the white deer horn, but thinks better on it. That sort of thing would be found in back markets. Maybe he can find it if he evers to go and try and get a firearm.
He takes his cards and puts them away, thanking the shopkeeper.
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