William had to think. They were all decent items. He had to choose one though since the cheapest thing was worth half his gold, it being the ring. Plus, the ring could keep him from dying. What good is a bloated enemy compared to just a stabbed and bloodied one? Also, who wanted to really risk the collar?
"Alright, I'll take the ring I guess." He said while trading it for his coins. The ring itself looked decent with a green gem on the silver band. He slipped it on his middle finger as the raccoon let him go for a bit of advice. "Just so you know, kid, you won't be able to digest anything until you sleep. Your body is pretty much infinite storage. Try not to steal stuff or the guards will confiscate it."
William shrugged and walked off with the ring and the already forgotten plumped up rump, having some uses for the ring.
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