The silence stretched out longer than Reidar was comfortable with. Hearing that from the vendor wasn't easy, especially since, according to Keth'moran, humanity might not even pull through, like what happened to the thalassari race.
Reidar studied the vendor's inky eyes, wondering how many apocalypses he had seen since he started doing this… job.
"Can you help me in selecting something?"
"Sure! Let's give a look at the goods first!"
Keth'moran's tentacles rippled. The holographic interface fractured into categories: Armor, Weapons, Materials, Consumables, Skills and many more. Reidar's gaze locked on one specific tab: Skills.
He opened it and found a long list of items, each with its own purpose.
However, while Reidar liked quite a few, he didn't exactly want to get those kinds of skills, at least not now.
