Britt-21
Omniverse Explorer
The Old Witch
Anaxileah
While working in her little shop, she could feel the presence of new company. The old witch turned from her position and looked toward the young looking fairy. As beautiful as she was, there was something else that stood out to her but she remained quiet about it. "Sounds like to me you're looking for a bag of holding. While looking normal, it could have almost infinite storage. Cloaks... Well they're sold everywhere but, I suppose I should be grateful that you chose my shop." The woman hobbled her way over to a shelf with a few bags, ranging from big to small, though not all of them were bags of holding. "As for the nightshade, you're going to want to go over there," Taking a finger, she pointed to a cupboard that held various looking potion bottles as well as some herbs inside vials. "From there you'll find everything you need. I always try to stock the shop every other day. So you came on a good day dear." Grasping a smaller bag, she took a look inside and confirmed it was indeed a bag of holding before closing it back up. It was one of those bags that hung from the shoulder and across the chest to hang on the side. Easy to carry around since it was basically hands-free. Kalmia nodded as the older woman took her order to mind, pointing at the various items she had requested and offering a polite smile.
"When I said cloak, I meant one of Natural Protection, I believe." She looked longingly at the cloaks on the rack, hoping one would suit her needs.
"For the bag of holding... They're quite pricey as it is, so that'll be one gold coin. Not easy to enchant these at all." The witch moved to the counter where she always makes her deals, placing the bag down and gestured over to the cloaks "You can take a look at those cloaks on the rack and choose what you like the most." Now there was one cloak in particular, and it was one that had a dark green base color with a golden trim. No doubt it'd be something that the Fairy would like given her outfit currently. Moving over to the potion and herb cabinet, she began to look for that Nightshade that the girl wanted. Quietly the woman would pick up a bottle, a vial, and more. Not only inspecting her items while doing so, but also stalling for some odd reason... Wonder why that was the case? Being an old woman had it's downsides, and hopefully that Fairy understood.
Kalmia waited patiently as she grasped the cloak in question, hoping it would function as she desired. "Is this perhaps enchanted with what I need?" She glanced back at the witch, who seemed to be biding her time. It was suspicious, but not something the green-haired woman needed to act on right away.
Looking over her shoulder, the old woman glanced at the cloak in her hands. "You have a good eye, young one. That one is indeed enchanted and should be the cloak you're looking for." With a firm nod, she went back to the various glasses and grasped one for herself. "Ah, here it is..." Taking the Nightshade, she inspected the bottle "Come here and let me know if this is enough. Not the largest, but not the smallest either."
Kalmia grinned and placed the cloak on the counter along with the bag of holding, delighted with the elderly woman's answer. Approaching the woman with a slight skip in her step, she examined the vial, grasping hold of it from the woman's outstretched hand. It fit in her palm, and the opening to the bottle was wide enough for an arrowhead to be dipped inside, so it would certainly make do. "This is perfect. How much for it all?" The faerie's smile felt a little warmer as she made room for the woman to return to her counter, standing aside patiently after giving the woman her vial back.
"Ten Gold. Ill throw something extra in as well for you. Most rare thing I have." The woman moved towards the counter and looked at everything in front of the pair and pulled out a vial "I believe you'll find yourself having quite a bit of fun with this one." Opening it up, she poured the dust into her hand "Though, I wouldn't think twice about it." Kalmia's expression turned from one of skepticism to one of confusion. "What do you...?" Without waiting for the Fairy's reply, she blew the dust so quickly into her face. The effects would take place in just a span of 10 seconds "What might the dust be? Oh, just a little something I crafted myself. Might feel a little woozy." Kalmia pressed a palm to her eye, taken aback. "What did you..?!" She exclaimed with a disgruntled noise, placing her other hand on the counter to brace herself. She quickly reached for the cloak, bag, and vial, shoving her things into the satchel with a snarl. "What was that, witch?"
"As I said, something I crafted myself." She paused for a moment "Oop, time's up. Better be prepared young one, for a fun adventure." The witch watched as the girl before her had basically fade out of existence from the shop, a grin upon her face.
Kalmia's vision had gone woozy just as the witch said, as well as gone dark without warning. However, she was no longer in the shop, nor was she in Altair all together. In fact, as her vision returned she was falling basically from a tree's height and into the bushes beneath her. It seemed that the dust was a teleportation potion, one that put her right in the forest that lined the beach of Boat 2. With some paying attention to the area around them, there was a high chance they heard something collapse into the brush. Hell, maybe if there was some screaming it'd definitely help others hear.
Goonfire Slav StealthyShades Anaxileah Kyuubey Firelie
Anaxileah
While working in her little shop, she could feel the presence of new company. The old witch turned from her position and looked toward the young looking fairy. As beautiful as she was, there was something else that stood out to her but she remained quiet about it. "Sounds like to me you're looking for a bag of holding. While looking normal, it could have almost infinite storage. Cloaks... Well they're sold everywhere but, I suppose I should be grateful that you chose my shop." The woman hobbled her way over to a shelf with a few bags, ranging from big to small, though not all of them were bags of holding. "As for the nightshade, you're going to want to go over there," Taking a finger, she pointed to a cupboard that held various looking potion bottles as well as some herbs inside vials. "From there you'll find everything you need. I always try to stock the shop every other day. So you came on a good day dear." Grasping a smaller bag, she took a look inside and confirmed it was indeed a bag of holding before closing it back up. It was one of those bags that hung from the shoulder and across the chest to hang on the side. Easy to carry around since it was basically hands-free. Kalmia nodded as the older woman took her order to mind, pointing at the various items she had requested and offering a polite smile.
"When I said cloak, I meant one of Natural Protection, I believe." She looked longingly at the cloaks on the rack, hoping one would suit her needs.
"For the bag of holding... They're quite pricey as it is, so that'll be one gold coin. Not easy to enchant these at all." The witch moved to the counter where she always makes her deals, placing the bag down and gestured over to the cloaks "You can take a look at those cloaks on the rack and choose what you like the most." Now there was one cloak in particular, and it was one that had a dark green base color with a golden trim. No doubt it'd be something that the Fairy would like given her outfit currently. Moving over to the potion and herb cabinet, she began to look for that Nightshade that the girl wanted. Quietly the woman would pick up a bottle, a vial, and more. Not only inspecting her items while doing so, but also stalling for some odd reason... Wonder why that was the case? Being an old woman had it's downsides, and hopefully that Fairy understood.
Kalmia waited patiently as she grasped the cloak in question, hoping it would function as she desired. "Is this perhaps enchanted with what I need?" She glanced back at the witch, who seemed to be biding her time. It was suspicious, but not something the green-haired woman needed to act on right away.
Looking over her shoulder, the old woman glanced at the cloak in her hands. "You have a good eye, young one. That one is indeed enchanted and should be the cloak you're looking for." With a firm nod, she went back to the various glasses and grasped one for herself. "Ah, here it is..." Taking the Nightshade, she inspected the bottle "Come here and let me know if this is enough. Not the largest, but not the smallest either."
Kalmia grinned and placed the cloak on the counter along with the bag of holding, delighted with the elderly woman's answer. Approaching the woman with a slight skip in her step, she examined the vial, grasping hold of it from the woman's outstretched hand. It fit in her palm, and the opening to the bottle was wide enough for an arrowhead to be dipped inside, so it would certainly make do. "This is perfect. How much for it all?" The faerie's smile felt a little warmer as she made room for the woman to return to her counter, standing aside patiently after giving the woman her vial back.
"Ten Gold. Ill throw something extra in as well for you. Most rare thing I have." The woman moved towards the counter and looked at everything in front of the pair and pulled out a vial "I believe you'll find yourself having quite a bit of fun with this one." Opening it up, she poured the dust into her hand "Though, I wouldn't think twice about it." Kalmia's expression turned from one of skepticism to one of confusion. "What do you...?" Without waiting for the Fairy's reply, she blew the dust so quickly into her face. The effects would take place in just a span of 10 seconds "What might the dust be? Oh, just a little something I crafted myself. Might feel a little woozy." Kalmia pressed a palm to her eye, taken aback. "What did you..?!" She exclaimed with a disgruntled noise, placing her other hand on the counter to brace herself. She quickly reached for the cloak, bag, and vial, shoving her things into the satchel with a snarl. "What was that, witch?"
"As I said, something I crafted myself." She paused for a moment "Oop, time's up. Better be prepared young one, for a fun adventure." The witch watched as the girl before her had basically fade out of existence from the shop, a grin upon her face.
Kalmia's vision had gone woozy just as the witch said, as well as gone dark without warning. However, she was no longer in the shop, nor was she in Altair all together. In fact, as her vision returned she was falling basically from a tree's height and into the bushes beneath her. It seemed that the dust was a teleportation potion, one that put her right in the forest that lined the beach of Boat 2. With some paying attention to the area around them, there was a high chance they heard something collapse into the brush. Hell, maybe if there was some screaming it'd definitely help others hear.
Goonfire Slav StealthyShades Anaxileah Kyuubey Firelie
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