Taloc shrugged his shoulders and took a moment to comb through the cabinets of instruments. Many were in hard black cases with velvety smooth insides that had indents perfectly made for fitting the slots and pieces of the type of instruments they were holding.
"I can fix it or I can pay you back later. Whichever troubles you the least," Taloc said over his shoulder, before turning back to the instruments and mumbling about wether he'd even be able to find the right wood.
"Most of these are what you would expect," Taloc said aloud, directed to Walker. "Cheap violins, wooden flutes, some military horns and some worn down looking woodwi- ah!" He smiled, and picked out a wrapped bunch of wooden tubes out of a corner of one of the chests. "Yes, this'll do for me."