And The Event Rolls On
And damn, if I'm not rolling in cash now.
Between the cakes and pies and other sweets, I've probably made a few hundred thousand gil.
It's actually really easy. I spent the first few hours trying to use the Auction House. That worked pretty well, but it was taking a while.
Then, I came up with a brilliant plan.
Everytime someone game me a treat, I'd put it in my bazaar.
When people didn't get a magic item, they'd buy more treats.
At a jacked up price.
I swear, they should have just saved time and given me a license to print my own money
Anyway, I'm raking in my profits, when I notice Pathfinder walking past me heading for the AH.
Considering I was actually in a good mood, I decided to talk to him.
Money can make me do strange things.
GoblinSmithy>> Hi, Pathfinder.
GoblinPathfinder>> Hi, Smitty.
GoblinSmithy>> Isn't this event great?
GoblinSmithy>> What's wrong?
GoblinPathfinder>> They're going to hurt me.
GoblinPathfinder>> I don't know. Some guys.
GoblinPathfinder>> Mean guys.
GoblinSmithy>> Why are they going to hurt you?
GoblinSmithy>> Not that I disagree. I'm just curious.
GoblinPathfinder>> Well, I don't have any money.
GoblinSmithy>> How could you need money?
GoblinSmithy>> Aren't people giving you stuff?
GoblinPathfinder>> That's the problem.
GoblinPathfinder>> I went broke because of that.
GoblinSmithy>> Maybe you're being dumber than usual...
GoblinSmithy>> But I have no idea what you're saying.
GoblinPathfinder>> I had to spend all of my money.
GoblinPathfinder>> How in the hell else am I going to get hats for people?
GoblinSmithy>> You're actually giving them hats?
GoblinPathfinder> Yeah, but I don't have any money to buy more.
GoblinSmithy>> Someone needs to kill you.
GoblinSmithy>> A lot.
GoblinPathfinder>> I don't know what to do.
GoblinSmithy>> I've got an idea.
GoblinSmithy>> It might just work.
Okay... So walking away and leaving him to the mercy of the hatless wonders may not have been the greatest plan ever.
Still. At least I didn't have to hear about it.