-There's quite a bit, considering everyone's shouting at you at once-
-A short, swarthy man with a wrinkled face is selling jars — "keeps food fresh, fires bright, sounds sharp!" is stationed nearby a mess of cages containing geese, chickens, ducks, pheasants, and stranger birds besides, including things like macaws, herons, and other unrecognisable species. Another kiosk has several intricately detailed stone carvings of hearts contained in jars, which one would swear were slowly, steadily beating. A donkey with a couple lumps of coal for eyes is tied to a nearby branch. Across the road is a stand selling gorgeous glass flowers, although strangely enough the vendor seems to be absent, with a cat sitting on the counter, bathing itself unconcernedly. Another table has strange straw-looking things, which seem to be selling like hotcakes, and a particularly insistent vendor on Travis's right is raving to him about bird entrails — "buy two wrens' hearts, we'll throw in the gizzard free!" On another table is a basket of delicious, shiny red apples, just begging for you to take a bite, and next to them a stall selling various sharp-looking blades and armour made of some dark, scaly material, run by what appears to be a small, winged child with wide, inviting eyes, and beyond that is another with several bottles of a silvery mist labled "baby's breath"-
-Stares-
... -Considers letting his wings out-
edited 10th Jul '14 6:37:37 PM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon AlchemistNot a clue. There has to be somebody who knows how to get us back, though.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-The creepy wingbaby hovers slightly to look him in the eye and smiles sweetly. Its teeth are just a bit too numerous and sharp- Human, but not claimed. Very unusual. Interested in making a purchase?
-The baby's breath is being sold by a rather willowy woman with green hair and unnaturally large, owl-like eyes-
edited 10th Jul '14 6:45:49 PM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon AlchemistNeither do I. I wouldn't recommend making any sort of deals here if we can, this is all just too foreign.
-Takes another look around-
Perhaps we should ask someone selling the least strange wares? That way, if we are roped into a deal, it shouldn't result in something too strange.
mario is red, i am green, i try my best, but everyone's mean(Ooh, pointies. As reluctant and awkward as he is, Shinji carefully goes over to Winged Kiddo's sword and armor stand. Hard to fuck things up when it's a cute lil' cherub, right?)
(Curiously drifts over to the stand with the glass flowers and the kitty, just to look. Knows those things wouldn't last three seconds in his big, meaty paws.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-She blinks... well, owlishly at him- Baby's breath. Can't you read?
Dragonhide. Harvested from the egg. Not as resistant to enchantment as an adult's skin, but far more flexible. Less brittle. Breathes like cotton. -Cocks his head at Shinji- Wasn't easy to get, either. Have to show up while the mother's out, can't take too many or there won't be new dragons to lay new eggs. Then I have to tan it in springwater from the edges.
-Cloud tags along behind Fen-
-The dog-eared man selling them looks at Fen and smiles charmingly- Glad you asked, ma'am. Siphons. Steal dreams from humans, or store ones you have a later use for.
-Spots Giorno- Ah. Is this one yours?
edited 10th Jul '14 6:59:59 PM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist

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