A tall, lean sinner steps through the door, long rat tail swaying after each step. He glanced around, a curious glint in those beady black eyes of his, surveying every item around him.
"Quite an extraordinary collection of artefacts, I must say." He drawls with a gentle chuckle as he approaches the figure assumed to be the shopkeeper. "One can't help but wonder where it all comes from.."
- @th3-rat-king
"Oh ho hoo! Why, thank you! I've created most of these, some though, I just happened to be at the right place at the right time, well maintained and unattended enchantable things, material of great quality! And if some items don't come out well, my familiar eats them, it's delicious for her, a win win if I say so!"
I let out a slight chuckle, "anyway, what is the mighty king of rats doing in my lowly abode?"
There is an odd alluring magenta glimmer of pupilless eyes underneath the obscuring shade of the wide brim of their hat...
"Ah, so you make them yourself? Hm.. remarkable." Mykhailo trailed a clawed hand along one of the shelves near him thoughtfully. "As to why I'm here... consider it curiosity. Prey tell, how long have you had this charming little place?"
"Decades, the years blend into eachother, so I cannot exactly recall, but this place had been standing for a long long time! All those years had allowed me to improve my craft, so there is little to no chance that anything you may purchase here will be of lower than stellar quality!"
I give a small chuckle, manifesting some spiraling shadows with a slight raise of a hand, but then letting them dissipate as smoothly as they appeared...
"Also, it's best not to question or ponder things too deeply here, just a little something to be careful about here!"














