Coal into Diamonds! (RP tiem)

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(Spiffy, an RP. Haven't RPed in quite a while now; should be fun to get back into it. I'll jump in as my up-til-now backstory-less blacksmith, mostly for the novelty of playing a character named Coal in a story about coal. )

"I'll see ya again tomorrow!" This shouted departing phrase rang out across the area, catching the attention of some of the street vendors and passersby, who looked up briefly from their activities. Immediately following it was the equally loud noise of a slammed door.

The source of the noise was a broadly muscular man, who, noticing the glances he was receiving, paused briefly, looking confused, and, after a moment, turned back to the item shop, reopened the door, and voiced a significantly less audible apology to its inhabitant.

His fumble having been cleared to his satisfaction, the man quickly counted a sizeable wad of bills, turned to the banker and, grinning, handed them to him with an enthusiastic nod. This done, he strode over to the fountain, filling the air with tuneless humming.

To the alchemist's luck (or lack thereof), the advertisement caught the boisterous man's eye.

"Hi friend." His tone was admonishing but the same grin remained plastered on his soot-stained face. "I don't think ye're allowed to advertise on the streets like that. 'Swhat I heard anyway. Best take it down. However!" - his facial enthusiasm rose another couple notches - "If it's Einbeck ya wanna see, I'd be glad to show ya 'round a bit. No harm in visitin' the ol' homestead."