Stepping through the door, one could see weapons hanging from the walls, exactly as one would imagine when mentioning a Weapon Shop.
There were also other necessities for adventuring, such as complete suits of armor.
“Welcome!”
The shop owner cheerfully greeted as I entered the shop. He was just like I had imagined, someone ultra buff who stood behind the weapon store counter. It would have been rather revolting if the owner was a flappy fatty.
This really is a parallel world.