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Post by Zenjesi on Jun 1, 2024 19:49:16 GMT -6
The satyr had visited many of the shops in the marketplace by now, but this one almost managed to blend in to the architecture of the others and pass unnoticed. Zenjesi had watched it for some time, confirming other patrons did in fact enter and leave an appropriate amount of time later with goods in hand. But what did the shop sell? Finally, they were convinced that it was in fact open to the public, and pushed the door open, peering inside cautiously. Goods were scattered about, visually overwhelming and -- Zenjesi's head snapped around. There was something else. They burst into the shop now, ghostly eyes turning over every item and searching for what beckoned to them. The taste was stronger now, it had to be here... There. A small pile of glowing red crystals, appearing almost like embers on the tabletop. The satyr hovered over them, rubbing their fingers together rather than giving in to the urge to snatch them all up. A small placard indicated the keeper of the shop wished for gardening goods. Zenjesi was at the counter and rifling through their bag in an instant. "Please... the crystals." [Trading: Total: 50
For: Fire Crystal x1]
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Post by NPC on Jun 6, 2024 20:07:19 GMT -6
The Trader's eyes never left the newcomer as they searched around the shop. He watched, silent and obscured by his cloak, until they finally approached. He paused for longer than usual before turning to look at what was on offer. A few common items from the gardens, but they were fresh enough, he supposed.
"Yes," he said, his deep voice echoing out from under his cloak. "Just one." A crystal appeared on the counter in front of him, and he waited to see if Zenjesi accepted.
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