1st of Autumn
8th Bell
“So this is Undeniable Interests?” Aoren looked into the interior of the shop. It was less than welcoming. The clutter that was scattered about the floor was deterrent enough. On top of that however there was dirt all over the floor. He could see dust caking some of the less used portions of the shop. At least he assumed that they were portions of the shop that were less used.
“Is this place even still in business?” It was an honest question. Given the current state of such a beautiful mess he felt justified in posing it. That question was soon answered though in the form of movement to be seen toward the rear. With a heavy sigh he stepped into the dimly lit space a look of slight distaste marring his normally passive features.
“Hello?” Aoren waited for a reply. When none was forthcoming he stepped further into the interior of the store. The Drykas man side stepped a stack of books that looked as if it were about to collapse under its own weight. As he made his way toward what he could only assume was the counter where an attendant might be found he noticed several curious objects.
He saw a skull with a dip in the roof of the bone in which a candle was placed. It burned with a steady black flame. Aoren didn’t want to think what such a forbidding object might be capable of. Perhaps it was merely there to add effect to the already creepy setting? He bumped into what he could only assume was the skeleton of a very odd creature. What that creature was? Aoren hadn’t the slightest clue. Scrolls of parchment were half unraveled revealing bits of epic poetry or tantalizingly curious higher mysteries. Bearing witness to so many fascinating objects Aoren could most definitely agree on the apt name of the establishment. One could certainly not deny that the proprietor had acquired a vast amount of interesting things.
As he waded through the mass of messes scattered about the floor and the shop he could hear movement that was not his own.
“I hope that isn’t something too interesting…” The last thing Aoren wanted to do was run into some sort of creature. Perhaps a living version of the skeleton propped closer to the door? It had certainly looked vicious enough with its sharp teeth and long claws. He could have sworn if it weren’t for the fact that it was so big it might have been a bird of some sort.
“Hello? Is anyone—“ Aoren was suddenly cut short as there was a slight outcry of surprise accompanied with the sound of a shelf collapsing. He heard a very pronounced thud in addition to a groan.
“Hello? Are you alright?”
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8th Bell
“So this is Undeniable Interests?” Aoren looked into the interior of the shop. It was less than welcoming. The clutter that was scattered about the floor was deterrent enough. On top of that however there was dirt all over the floor. He could see dust caking some of the less used portions of the shop. At least he assumed that they were portions of the shop that were less used.
“Is this place even still in business?” It was an honest question. Given the current state of such a beautiful mess he felt justified in posing it. That question was soon answered though in the form of movement to be seen toward the rear. With a heavy sigh he stepped into the dimly lit space a look of slight distaste marring his normally passive features.
“Hello?” Aoren waited for a reply. When none was forthcoming he stepped further into the interior of the store. The Drykas man side stepped a stack of books that looked as if it were about to collapse under its own weight. As he made his way toward what he could only assume was the counter where an attendant might be found he noticed several curious objects.
He saw a skull with a dip in the roof of the bone in which a candle was placed. It burned with a steady black flame. Aoren didn’t want to think what such a forbidding object might be capable of. Perhaps it was merely there to add effect to the already creepy setting? He bumped into what he could only assume was the skeleton of a very odd creature. What that creature was? Aoren hadn’t the slightest clue. Scrolls of parchment were half unraveled revealing bits of epic poetry or tantalizingly curious higher mysteries. Bearing witness to so many fascinating objects Aoren could most definitely agree on the apt name of the establishment. One could certainly not deny that the proprietor had acquired a vast amount of interesting things.
As he waded through the mass of messes scattered about the floor and the shop he could hear movement that was not his own.
“I hope that isn’t something too interesting…” The last thing Aoren wanted to do was run into some sort of creature. Perhaps a living version of the skeleton propped closer to the door? It had certainly looked vicious enough with its sharp teeth and long claws. He could have sworn if it weren’t for the fact that it was so big it might have been a bird of some sort.
“Hello? Is anyone—“ Aoren was suddenly cut short as there was a slight outcry of surprise accompanied with the sound of a shelf collapsing. He heard a very pronounced thud in addition to a groan.
“Hello? Are you alright?”
NotePurchases already verified with Accolade.
