OoC: Sorry, been busy!
Actaeon waits for the party leader's decision. In his mind, this seems like a simple decision that could be made without his help.
"Well, for the first few years I kept to shooting targets. Eventually I was able to move onto deer and elf and the sort."
Actaeon stares at the man in annoyance. "You are about as breath-taking as my grandmother," he says as he stares at him, "Less, actually."
"On second thought, I think I will buy the Nondescript cape," Actaeon says, handing the woman 40 coins.
OOC: sorry, I can't bold because I am using my phone