Closed [Solo]If the Shoe Fits[Marcel's Magical Supply]

[Matthaus]

21st of Autumn, 512AV Matthaus had yet to find anything to do for the day. He had many things in mind but he needed to take a break from the search and the questions of where bodies could be and why people dissapear. No, what he needed was something fun. But there was not much for him to do within the city and much of what he wished to do he could not. It was frustrating to say the least. He found himself wander the streets, thoughts wandering to places he'd rather not and peeking into shops to stare at things he would never buy. It was almost relaxing to do something so normal if his fingers and brain would stop twitching. Frowning he was only slightly surprised when he found himself in a magic store. Or at least it seemed that way by the conversations he heard fluttering around and the wide range of plants and otherwise odd items. He picked up a jar idly and cringed at the label. It didn't even sound appealing and he was sure he couldn't pronounce it. He didn't even realize magic meant plants or other things. He normally associated plants with poison. Huh. Maybe he could find something interesting in the shop. Wandering to the desk he nodded at the young woman behind it, gripping her hand briefly, "I was wondering if you had anything for...disolving things."