Nr_Yet1208

~In a world where death is everywhere and the gods do nothing, living is hardly a blessing. The dark realm- the gods call this world. 
One day or rather one night, a young man- Daarc Green, finds himself stranded in the middle of a forest. He is hunted by goblins and then the undead. But wasn't he in his room all this time? And why would these things come after his life? Things didn't make sense but he marched deeper into the forest and met a statue of an angel.
Will he survive to tell the tale?~

CH size 1.2k~1.9 (depends on context) 
present tense= internal monologue
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Dawn- An age of Darkness

Lianne bargained on my behalf and the attendant settled for 91 silvers. She did take the old battered armor from us though.

I had no idea what they were going to use it for, but at least I got some discount.

"Normally I'd charge more than 100 but I like you guys, so I'll keep it to 91."

The attendant had taken over the whole sale. The manager just looked from a distance and so did I.

I'm pretty sure you say that to everyone and make them feel good when you sell them something.

It was common business practice after all.

But it does make me feel good though.

"So anything else?" The attendant gave me a glance and then turned to Lianne.

Lianne didn't let me finish. It was like those times when your parents take you to a clothes shop but they don't let you choose. "A good quality crossbow would be nice."

Apparently, I didn't have a say in this.

Doubts: Does my opinion even matter?