by Alistair deGrey on January 15th, 2010, 6:07 am
50th of Winter, 509
Alistair visibly flinched when he first glanced at the cataclysmic conditions within Undeniable Interest. By the sounds of it, a small clan of rats was digging around somewhere in the back, or possibly the shop owner. It was actually the implications of the dust and cobwebs that irked him so, as opposed to the filth and disorder itself. Look at all these unused objects, who knows what sorts of things could be hidden within this cess pool! deGrey blew on a small pile of trash, or possibly treasure, and dust scattered into the air in a filthy blizzard. Alistair covered his mouth and coughed, not wanting to breathe in the disgusting substance. Underneath the blanket of dust and cobweb tethers was a pile of books and a few vials of something or other. Immediately deGrey picked up one of these books, only to discover it was a detail about Reimancy. Alistair dropped the book, looking like he had involuntarily eaten an expired cabbage. It was decided that the more preferable option would be to explore more of the shop, and possibly put some of these objects to use. However, deGrey did not have all day, "Ah, hello? I require books, particularly books on philtering, Oh, and engineering I suppose. If anything on machines or architecture presents itself, bring it forward as well. I do not suppose there is anybody here, is there?" Alistair realized he may very well be speaking at a pack of rats. Regardless, it was always possible the proprietor did not hear him, for Alistair's shouts were often the equivalent of normal conversation. Just to be sure, he took a few more steps into the shop, careful not to trip over anything.