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I hadn't noticed the luxurious cart until I was about to leave bloodhaven, but its strange allure was simply too strong not to indulge.

Out of sheer curiosity, I enter the shop, unsure what I'll find but with a feeling I won't leave empty handed.

A small bell rings out as the door opens to reveal the interior of the wagon, the space much larger than the exterior would imply and decorated with luxuriant draperies. A subtly spiced scent hangs in the air, warm and inviting.

To the left sits a semi-circular seating area with a round table and plush velvet cushions. To the right, a series of curio cabinets line the wall displaying the shop's wares. Each item sits upon a cushion like a treasure, illuminated by the soft warm glow of mage-light.

Towards the far end of the space, a counter stands before a curtained door. Behind the counter, a figure shrouded in red and gold silks sits with a book in hand. Their veiled head raises as they hear the bell chime.

"Ah! Well met, Noble Knight. Welcome to my wagon of Wonders."

My eyes wander across the shelves, and my suspicions on this places purpose are quickly confirmed.

I smile at the veiled person, my interest clear.

"Well met, merchant. What an interesting set of wares you've curated."

Oddly enough, even among the scented oils and various phallic and yogic objects, the first thing to grab my attention is a vase full of seemingly mundane feather. They're far larger than any I've seen but soft as down. I shudder to think what monstrous fowl would shed such a feather, but I know just the knight to try it on.

I note the item for later, for it has but whetted my appetite. "Tell me merchant, what are these artifacts?" I gesture towards the shelves.

The figure nods in a somewhat humble gesture. The question is one they receive in many forms and with frequency. A gloved hand deftly places a ribbon between the pages of their book to mark their place, then tucks the volume beneath the counter as they answer.

"I specialize in personal pleasure products and prophylactics, both magical and mundane. These-" The Peddler indicates the contents of the cabinets with a graceful gesture, "are examples of the sorts of items I have on offer, both for solitary and accompanied use. My wares include a wide variety of tools to obtain a broad spectrum of satisfactions according to the specific tastes of my clientele."

Though their face is veiled, the soft weight of their gaze passes over Thorn - assessing and calculating in the way of a seasoned merchant.

"Might I offer my assistance in your browsing? Or do you perhaps have some particular items in mind already that you would like to inquire about? I am more than happy to provide whatever level of consultation you require, Sir Knight."

"Some guidance would be most appreciated. I'm looking for tool for partnered use first and foremost, though I'm open to all options. The wonderful people I have in my life are quite varied, so I'm sure I'd find use for a great many wares of yours."

My mind is already running wild with possibilities. Some form of restraints would be appreciated by all, a leash and collar would be heavenly for some, clamps, blindfolds, gags, muzzles, all things I could find use for. I hardly dare imagine what joys the Arcane items may bring.

The Peddler nods. "I understand. Allow me to show you some of my wares."

The figure walks around from behind the counter and guides Captain Thorn to the cabinets and their displays. "If anything should catch your eye or spark your curiosity, please feel free to interject as I explain each item's purpose."

The first cabinet contains several cubbies displaying what at first glance appear to be collections of jewelry.

"These," the Peddler indicates a wide golden choker and matching bracelets, "are a bespelled set of cuffs and collar. They are intentionally designed for discretion, but can be activated by a command word to immobilize the wearer by either affixing to each other or to a chosen object, such as a headboard."

They move on to a mundane but glittering set of small clamps attached by a fine chain, explaining their function in providing stimulation to the nipples. Then a magical rope that will tie or untie itself by verbal command, an item the Peddler assures can be utilized in a wide variety of ways.

They display a set of what appear to be metal talons that can be worn on the ends of one's fingers. The Peddler explains that these, like the vase of feathers and a nearby collection of silken strips resembling favors, are intended for the purpose of what they refer to as "sensory play".

Moving to a nearby case, they reveal a collection of leather items. Some are harnesses, some less discrete collars and cuffs, as well as an assortment of gags. The Peddler explains the purposes of the different styles of gags, from the bite bar to a ventilated sphere. One appears at first to simply be a misplaced collar, a metal ring with straps to either side, but the Peddler explains its function is to hold the mouth of the wearer open rather than to muffle speech.

The golden choker and bracelets immediately catch my attention, and my mind starts flickering through each person who might enjoy them. I stop myself before I run too wild with ideas; the pieces look to be pure gold, and lord knows what the enchantments themselves may cost.

The ring gag though is another matter. That thing is going into my collection immediately. And probably another gag or two, for good measure.

"You wouldn't happen to have any item that might give pleasure to one at another's behest? Something subtle, preferably?"

The Peddler takes in Captain Thorn's request with a slight tilt of their head. A small contemplative sound filters out from beneath their veil as they attempt to parse the knight's meaning.

After a short moment, they reply, "Ah, do you perhaps mean something like these?"

They lead him to another cabinet, the soft glow of mage-lights brightening at their approach.

This display hold a variety of objects, some in the shape of smooth plugs (clearly intended for insertion into various orifices), others are gently contoured disks that might sit against the curves of a body. Each is presented in a pair with what at first glance appears to be something like a worry-stone fashioned from polished metal.

"These are tools for stimulation at a distance," the Peddler explains. "One half is worn either within or against the body, with sensations transmitted according to certain rhythms or gestures made against its respective control stone. Allow me to demonstrate."

They reach out their gloved hands and select a pair, handing the Captain the half intended to sit against a body. The Peddler then guides him to hold the object between his palms. They give the control stone two deliberate taps with their thumb and the curve within Thorns hand vibrates sharply in reply.

"Now that the pair are activated, gestures here-" The Peddler runs their thumb up and down the surface of the gleaming metal, the movement echoed by a mirrored buzz and tingle like the stroke of a finger against the Captain's palm, "will be conveyed there."

"That's perfect." He says as he examines the little device, head spinning with ideas. "What a marvelous collection you have indeed."

He considers his options for a moment. The smooth stone in his hand would be possible to simply drop into a person's base layer, provided it sat tight enough. That was certainly true for at least some of its potential recipients. The thought of putting it in Errant's codpiece almost makes him buy it on the spot. But that'd be too obvious. Getting caught with such a device would be unfortunate, to say the least.

No, some device of internal touch would be more favorable. Lucky for him he had yet to find a partner who didn't have a hole they liked to have filled. He lets his gaze wander across toys of all shapes and sizes, until they find one of dark polished stone. The shape is odd, oblong and quite girthy, tapering gently towards the top and sharply at the bottom, where a stem of sorts attaches.

"That one." He points at the tool. "Would that one be available for purchase?"

The Peddler bobs in humble recognition of Thorn's praise, then follows the line of his gesture and nods. "Certainly," they confirm. "An excellent choice. Yes, any of the items displayed here are for sale. I also have a limited number of variations that I keep in the back to suit different aesthetic tastes, and offer the commissioning of custom orders should you find yourself in need of something more specific than my typical wares."

They accept the return of the demonstration pair, and resettle the objects carefully within the display.

"Would you perhaps like a basket to collect the items you're interested in," the Peddler queries, "or you could simply point things out and I could tally a list if you'd rather keep your hands free?"

"I think I'll keep my hands free for now. Unfortunately I doubt I have the funds on me to take home all I wish for at the moment." Or have funds at all, but that part he doesn't say out loud. Luckily, he knows someone who'll be willing to help.

"Would you ear mark this device, the collar and bracelet set, the ringed gag and a set of feathers for me, so I may fetch additional funds? I shall make haste to return shortly." He assures. He doubts Dorian will take much convincing for such a set of items.

His foot is practically out the door, but he forces himself to slow down and ask the final question. "How much would this all be, if I were to get it all?"

#pleasures peddled #knight kink #the captain thorn

The Peddler makes a gesture and in the wake of a golden shimmer a notebook and dark stylus appear in their gloved hand.

"One moment and I will provide you with an estimated total."

They make quick note of the items Captain Thorn specified and after a few moments filled with the soft scratching of implement against paper, they rip off the page. Another shimmer leaves only the list in their grasp. They fold it neatly in half, then offer it to the knight.

"I've taken the liberty of separating the costs of the magical and mundane items, as well as the total."

They hesitate for a moment, then continue. "If I might be so bold, I would like to inform you that I offer accounts for those of my clients who expect to make more regular use of my services. I also accept... alternate forms of payment, on a case by case basis."

The stranger nods decisively.

"Do not worry about the cost, as long as it works. After this is done, wealth will be of little significance to me. I will wait however long it is needed."

They fumble with several layers of clothing until they reach the right pocket, from which they take out a heavy pouch, full of coin.

"Let's call this a deposit."

-🩸

Though the Peddler does not fully understand their customer's sentiment, they graciously accept the offered payment.

"Excellent. I will reach out to my colleagues promptly and begin as soon as possible."

Setting the pouch on the counter beside them, they ask, "Are there any further details you can give me about your specific needs? It would be helpful to know how to craft the key to your... unique situation if I can better advise my collaborators on our precise goal. I assure you, whatever you share with me will be held in the strictest of confidences. My clients rely on me for my discretion, and I do not take that charge lightly."

#pleasures peddled #red drop anon

I hadn't noticed the luxurious cart until I was about to leave bloodhaven, but its strange allure was simply too strong not to indulge.

Out of sheer curiosity, I enter the shop, unsure what I'll find but with a feeling I won't leave empty handed.

A small bell rings out as the door opens to reveal the interior of the wagon, the space much larger than the exterior would imply and decorated with luxuriant draperies. A subtly spiced scent hangs in the air, warm and inviting.

To the left sits a semi-circular seating area with a round table and plush velvet cushions. To the right, a series of curio cabinets line the wall displaying the shop's wares. Each item sits upon a cushion like a treasure, illuminated by the soft warm glow of mage-light.

Towards the far end of the space, a counter stands before a curtained door. Behind the counter, a figure shrouded in red and gold silks sits with a book in hand. Their veiled head raises as they hear the bell chime.

"Ah! Well met, Noble Knight. Welcome to my wagon of Wonders."

My eyes wander across the shelves, and my suspicions on this places purpose are quickly confirmed.

I smile at the veiled person, my interest clear.

"Well met, merchant. What an interesting set of wares you've curated."

Oddly enough, even among the scented oils and various phallic and yogic objects, the first thing to grab my attention is a vase full of seemingly mundane feather. They're far larger than any I've seen but soft as down. I shudder to think what monstrous fowl would shed such a feather, but I know just the knight to try it on.

I note the item for later, for it has but whetted my appetite. "Tell me merchant, what are these artifacts?" I gesture towards the shelves.

The figure nods in a somewhat humble gesture. The question is one they receive in many forms and with frequency. A gloved hand deftly places a ribbon between the pages of their book to mark their place, then tucks the volume beneath the counter as they answer.

"I specialize in personal pleasure products and prophylactics, both magical and mundane. These-" The Peddler indicates the contents of the cabinets with a graceful gesture, "are examples of the sorts of items I have on offer, both for solitary and accompanied use. My wares include a wide variety of tools to obtain a broad spectrum of satisfactions according to the specific tastes of my clientele."

Though their face is veiled, the soft weight of their gaze passes over Thorn - assessing and calculating in the way of a seasoned merchant.

"Might I offer my assistance in your browsing? Or do you perhaps have some particular items in mind already that you would like to inquire about? I am more than happy to provide whatever level of consultation you require, Sir Knight."

"Some guidance would be most appreciated. I'm looking for tool for partnered use first and foremost, though I'm open to all options. The wonderful people I have in my life are quite varied, so I'm sure I'd find use for a great many wares of yours."

My mind is already running wild with possibilities. Some form of restraints would be appreciated by all, a leash and collar would be heavenly for some, clamps, blindfolds, gags, muzzles, all things I could find use for. I hardly dare imagine what joys the Arcane items may bring.

The Peddler nods. "I understand. Allow me to show you some of my wares."

The figure walks around from behind the counter and guides Captain Thorn to the cabinets and their displays. "If anything should catch your eye or spark your curiosity, please feel free to interject as I explain each item's purpose."

The first cabinet contains several cubbies displaying what at first glance appear to be collections of jewelry.

"These," the Peddler indicates a wide golden choker and matching bracelets, "are a bespelled set of cuffs and collar. They are intentionally designed for discretion, but can be activated by a command word to immobilize the wearer by either affixing to each other or to a chosen object, such as a headboard."

They move on to a mundane but glittering set of small clamps attached by a fine chain, explaining their function in providing stimulation to the nipples. Then a magical rope that will tie or untie itself by verbal command, an item the Peddler assures can be utilized in a wide variety of ways.

They display a set of what appear to be metal talons that can be worn on the ends of one's fingers. The Peddler explains that these, like the vase of feathers and a nearby collection of silken strips resembling favors, are intended for the purpose of what they refer to as "sensory play".

Moving to a nearby case, they reveal a collection of leather items. Some are harnesses, some less discrete collars and cuffs, as well as an assortment of gags. The Peddler explains the purposes of the different styles of gags, from the bite bar to a ventilated sphere. One appears at first to simply be a misplaced collar, a metal ring with straps to either side, but the Peddler explains its function is to hold the mouth of the wearer open rather than to muffle speech.

The golden choker and bracelets immediately catch my attention, and my mind starts flickering through each person who might enjoy them. I stop myself before I run too wild with ideas; the pieces look to be pure gold, and lord knows what the enchantments themselves may cost.

The ring gag though is another matter. That thing is going into my collection immediately. And probably another gag or two, for good measure.

"You wouldn't happen to have any item that might give pleasure to one at another's behest? Something subtle, preferably?"

The Peddler takes in Captain Thorn's request with a slight tilt of their head. A small contemplative sound filters out from beneath their veil as they attempt to parse the knight's meaning.

After a short moment, they reply, "Ah, do you perhaps mean something like these?"

They lead him to another cabinet, the soft glow of mage-lights brightening at their approach.

This display hold a variety of objects, some in the shape of smooth plugs (clearly intended for insertion into various orifices), others are gently contoured disks that might sit against the curves of a body. Each is presented in a pair with what at first glance appears to be something like a worry-stone fashioned from polished metal.

"These are tools for stimulation at a distance," the Peddler explains. "One half is worn either within or against the body, with sensations transmitted according to certain rhythms or gestures made against its respective control stone. Allow me to demonstrate."

They reach out their gloved hands and select a pair, handing the Captain the half intended to sit against a body. The Peddler then guides him to hold the object between his palms. They give the control stone two deliberate taps with their thumb and the curve within Thorns hand vibrates sharply in reply.

"Now that the pair are activated, gestures here-" The Peddler runs their thumb up and down the surface of the gleaming metal, the movement echoed by a mirrored buzz and tingle like the stroke of a finger against the Captain's palm, "will be conveyed there."

"That's perfect." He says as he examines the little device, head spinning with ideas. "What a marvelous collection you have indeed."

He considers his options for a moment. The smooth stone in his hand would be possible to simply drop into a person's base layer, provided it sat tight enough. That was certainly true for at least some of its potential recipients. The thought of putting it in Errant's codpiece almost makes him buy it on the spot. But that'd be too obvious. Getting caught with such a device would be unfortunate, to say the least.

No, some device of internal touch would be more favorable. Lucky for him he had yet to find a partner who didn't have a hole they liked to have filled. He lets his gaze wander across toys of all shapes and sizes, until they find one of dark polished stone. The shape is odd, oblong and quite girthy, tapering gently towards the top and sharply at the bottom, where a stem of sorts attaches.

"That one." He points at the tool. "Would that one be available for purchase?"

#the peddler knows a recurring client when they see one #what beautiful music they will help Thorn make #pleasures peddled #the captain thorn #knight kink

The Peddler bobs in humble recognition of Thorn's praise, then follows the line of his gesture and nods. "Certainly," they confirm. "An excellent choice. Yes, any of the items displayed here are for sale. I also have a limited number of variations that I keep in the back to suit different aesthetic tastes, and offer the commissioning of custom orders should you find yourself in need of something more specific than my typical wares."

They accept the return of the demonstration pair, and resettle the objects carefully within the display.

"Would you perhaps like a basket to collect the items you're interested in," the Peddler queries, "or you could simply point things out and I could tally a list if you'd rather keep your hands free?"

I hadn't noticed the luxurious cart until I was about to leave bloodhaven, but its strange allure was simply too strong not to indulge.

Out of sheer curiosity, I enter the shop, unsure what I'll find but with a feeling I won't leave empty handed.

A small bell rings out as the door opens to reveal the interior of the wagon, the space much larger than the exterior would imply and decorated with luxuriant draperies. A subtly spiced scent hangs in the air, warm and inviting.

To the left sits a semi-circular seating area with a round table and plush velvet cushions. To the right, a series of curio cabinets line the wall displaying the shop's wares. Each item sits upon a cushion like a treasure, illuminated by the soft warm glow of mage-light.

Towards the far end of the space, a counter stands before a curtained door. Behind the counter, a figure shrouded in red and gold silks sits with a book in hand. Their veiled head raises as they hear the bell chime.

"Ah! Well met, Noble Knight. Welcome to my wagon of Wonders."

My eyes wander across the shelves, and my suspicions on this places purpose are quickly confirmed.

I smile at the veiled person, my interest clear.

"Well met, merchant. What an interesting set of wares you've curated."

Oddly enough, even among the scented oils and various phallic and yogic objects, the first thing to grab my attention is a vase full of seemingly mundane feather. They're far larger than any I've seen but soft as down. I shudder to think what monstrous fowl would shed such a feather, but I know just the knight to try it on.

I note the item for later, for it has but whetted my appetite. "Tell me merchant, what are these artifacts?" I gesture towards the shelves.

The figure nods in a somewhat humble gesture. The question is one they receive in many forms and with frequency. A gloved hand deftly places a ribbon between the pages of their book to mark their place, then tucks the volume beneath the counter as they answer.

"I specialize in personal pleasure products and prophylactics, both magical and mundane. These-" The Peddler indicates the contents of the cabinets with a graceful gesture, "are examples of the sorts of items I have on offer, both for solitary and accompanied use. My wares include a wide variety of tools to obtain a broad spectrum of satisfactions according to the specific tastes of my clientele."

Though their face is veiled, the soft weight of their gaze passes over Thorn - assessing and calculating in the way of a seasoned merchant.

"Might I offer my assistance in your browsing? Or do you perhaps have some particular items in mind already that you would like to inquire about? I am more than happy to provide whatever level of consultation you require, Sir Knight."

"Some guidance would be most appreciated. I'm looking for tool for partnered use first and foremost, though I'm open to all options. The wonderful people I have in my life are quite varied, so I'm sure I'd find use for a great many wares of yours."

My mind is already running wild with possibilities. Some form of restraints would be appreciated by all, a leash and collar would be heavenly for some, clamps, blindfolds, gags, muzzles, all things I could find use for. I hardly dare imagine what joys the Arcane items may bring.

The Peddler nods. "I understand. Allow me to show you some of my wares."

The figure walks around from behind the counter and guides Captain Thorn to the cabinets and their displays. "If anything should catch your eye or spark your curiosity, please feel free to interject as I explain each item's purpose."

The first cabinet contains several cubbies displaying what at first glance appear to be collections of jewelry.

"These," the Peddler indicates a wide golden choker and matching bracelets, "are a bespelled set of cuffs and collar. They are intentionally designed for discretion, but can be activated by a command word to immobilize the wearer by either affixing to each other or to a chosen object, such as a headboard."

They move on to a mundane but glittering set of small clamps attached by a fine chain, explaining their function in providing stimulation to the nipples. Then a magical rope that will tie or untie itself by verbal command, an item the Peddler assures can be utilized in a wide variety of ways.

They display a set of what appear to be metal talons that can be worn on the ends of one's fingers. The Peddler explains that these, like the vase of feathers and a nearby collection of silken strips resembling favors, are intended for the purpose of what they refer to as "sensory play".

Moving to a nearby case, they reveal a collection of leather items. Some are harnesses, some less discrete collars and cuffs, as well as an assortment of gags. The Peddler explains the purposes of the different styles of gags, from the bite bar to a ventilated sphere. One appears at first to simply be a misplaced collar, a metal ring with straps to either side, but the Peddler explains its function is to hold the mouth of the wearer open rather than to muffle speech.

The golden choker and bracelets immediately catch my attention, and my mind starts flickering through each person who might enjoy them. I stop myself before I run too wild with ideas; the pieces look to be pure gold, and lord knows what the enchantments themselves may cost.

The ring gag though is another matter. That thing is going into my collection immediately. And probably another gag or two, for good measure.

"You wouldn't happen to have any item that might give pleasure to one at another's behest? Something subtle, preferably?"

#ask and ye shall recieve #pleasures peddled #knight kink #nfst #the captain thorn

The Peddler takes in Captain Thorn's request with a slight tilt of their head. A small contemplative sound filters out from beneath their veil as they attempt to parse the knight's meaning.

After a short moment, they reply, "Ah, do you perhaps mean something like these?"

They lead him to another cabinet, the soft glow of mage-lights brightening at their approach.

This display hold a variety of objects, some in the shape of smooth plugs (clearly intended for insertion into various orifices), others are gently contoured disks that might sit against the curves of a body. Each is presented in a pair with what at first glance appears to be something like a worry-stone fashioned from polished metal.

"These are tools for stimulation at a distance," the Peddler explains. "One half is worn either within or against the body, with sensations transmitted according to certain rhythms or gestures made against its respective control stone. Allow me to demonstrate."

They reach out their gloved hands and select a pair, handing the Captain the half intended to sit against a body. The Peddler then guides him to hold the object between his palms. They give the control stone two deliberate taps with their thumb and the curve within Thorns hand vibrates sharply in reply.

"Now that the pair are activated, gestures here-" The Peddler runs their thumb up and down the surface of the gleaming metal, the movement echoed by a mirrored buzz and tingle like the stroke of a finger against the Captain's palm, "will be conveyed there."

Hello my friend, I heard the most interesting of rumors that you may require something of mine. Perhaps we could... offer exchange. I have been meaning to look at your wares for a moment.

@habitual-medicine

Ah, how fortuitous the timing of your letter is. You are quite well informed, I was hoping to consult with you about a client of mine who seeks a potion beyond the typical scope of my practice.

I would be happy to barter if you deem my humble wares worthy of such an exchange. Please, come by my wagon at your convenience and we can discuss satisfactory terms.

[@habitual-medicine]

habitual-medicine

I can never hear a rumor about myself without becoming extremely curious. To know you have a curious customer seeking something... specific, let us say, is quite fun. I haven't had many but my regulars for some time. Perhaps a collaboration would be most agreeable.

What are they looking for? Sensation, awareness... a lack of either? I know how to create the most unique of concoctions.

Ah, I'm getting distracted. Barter is quite perfect. I'm sure you have use for my more odd specialties, and I yours.

As you might imagine, many of my clients communicate their needs in a somewhat roundabout way and this one is no exception.

So far as I've been able to glean, the customer is seeking something that will allow them to transcend the physical plane that they might commune spiritually with what I can only assume to be an incorporeal lover of some kind. Apparently they've been searching for something to achieve their goal for some time now and had little success.

I explained that my typical potions and elixirs are focused more on the body than the mind or spirit, but that I would consult with my colleagues to see if a solution couldn't be found.

If you would consider it a fair trade, I would be most pleased to exchange some of my wares that strike your interest for your knowledge and expertise in solving this particular puzzle.

habitual-medicine

Why of course, my friend. My knowledge is your knowledge if you shall allow it.

Astral interactions... how... wonderful. Now this would require my more interesting potions. While I don't focus on magic entirely, alchemy is a skill required by my trade. I have tested some potions on myself that have lead to being fully capable of seeing those within the astral planes. I suppose all it would take is an overall body application of the same materials.

Perhaps with something that overwhelms the body, and perhaps has psychoactive effects? That role I tend to fill with my personal favorite herb. It may not allow for touch, though. That would likely require some sort of soul-body connection. Pulling the self just a little wider than the body to allow for sensation. I have a few things that may help... though, if they don't, we'd need a mage.

I would need to test how all these effects mingle... Say, are you busy for the rest of the day?

#a collaboration of colleagues #the herbalist #pleasures peddled

I've some skill with magic, it is how I produce my own non-mundane wares; though if we discover that we need knowledge of sorcery beyond my own I suspect the Wizard Gemini [ @geminimeowdust ] is our best bet for additional expertise. My understanding is that they are quite sought after though, so may not be available for consultation.

I can afford to close up my shop for a short while if need be. Would you rather conduct our experiments at your facilities or mine?

Hello my friend, I heard the most interesting of rumors that you may require something of mine. Perhaps we could... offer exchange. I have been meaning to look at your wares for a moment.

@habitual-medicine

Ah, how fortuitous the timing of your letter is. You are quite well informed, I was hoping to consult with you about a client of mine who seeks a potion beyond the typical scope of my practice.

I would be happy to barter if you deem my humble wares worthy of such an exchange. Please, come by my wagon at your convenience and we can discuss satisfactory terms.

[@habitual-medicine]

habitual-medicine

I can never hear a rumor about myself without becoming extremely curious. To know you have a curious customer seeking something... specific, let us say, is quite fun. I haven't had many but my regulars for some time. Perhaps a collaboration would be most agreeable.

What are they looking for? Sensation, awareness... a lack of either? I know how to create the most unique of concoctions.

Ah, I'm getting distracted. Barter is quite perfect. I'm sure you have use for my more odd specialties, and I yours.

#pleasures peddled #the herbalist #a collaboration of colleagues

As you might imagine, many of my clients communicate their needs in a somewhat roundabout way and this one is no exception.

So far as I've been able to glean, the customer is seeking something that will allow them to transcend the physical plane that they might commune spiritually with what I can only assume to be an incorporeal lover of some kind. Apparently they've been searching for something to achieve their goal for some time now and had little success.

I explained that my typical potions and elixirs are focused more on the body than the mind or spirit, but that I would consult with my colleagues to see if a solution couldn't be found.

If you would consider it a fair trade, I would be most pleased to exchange some of my wares that strike your interest for your knowledge and expertise in solving this particular puzzle.

Hello my friend, I heard the most interesting of rumors that you may require something of mine. Perhaps we could... offer exchange. I have been meaning to look at your wares for a moment.

@habitual-medicine

Ah, how fortuitous the timing of your letter is. You are quite well informed, I was hoping to consult with you about a client of mine who seeks a potion beyond the typical scope of my practice.

I would be happy to barter if you deem my humble wares worthy of such an exchange. Please, come by my wagon at your convenience and we can discuss satisfactory terms.

[@habitual-medicine]

#pleasures peddled #red drop anon #a collaboration of colleagues #the herbalist

a short, curvy woman, dressed opulently in a lilac silk gown, comes up to the peddlers shop, knocking and calling out softly, “helloooo, would you happen to be open? i heard your store carries…. certain items that i am in need of.”

The red and gold shrouded figure of the Peddler bobs deferentially as the Princess enters their shop, noting the fine and noble style of their latest customer.

"My shop is open and I would be delighted to be of service, my Lady. Do you seek something in specific?"

“yes, i seek… uhm… a device. a penetrative one. that can simulate the act of finishing? it might be an odd request… oh also if it can be attached to a harness, that is preferable.”

"Not odd at all, my Lady." The Peddler assures as they circle from behind the counter to lead the Princess towards a specific cabinet.

"You might be surprised to discover how popular such items are. I have a range of wares that might suit, depending on your specific wants and price-point. Let us begin with the devices, then we can determine the appropriate harness depending on your selection."

As they approach the collection in question, the mage-lights illuminating the cabinet brighten and allow the contents to be better seen.

"Here," the Peddler indicates a phallic object fashioned from a smooth pliant material with a thin tube running from its base to a small plunger, "is one of my more popular mundane offerings. The line and syringe can be filled with a lubricant designed to simulate the look and texture of ejaculate."

They indicate another nearby phallus, this one without tubing but with a sculpted scrotum. "This is another variation with a reservoir inside the testicles. It functions not unlike the bulb of a dropper you might use for medicine or skincare. You compress the reservoir to create a vacuum, then release it to draw the lubricant through the phallus. Then, you may eject the contents by squeezing the reservoir again."

The Peddler then indicates some other objects that are clearly made from finer materials and which seem to have the faint shimmer of magic within them. "While the first two I showed are both mundane, these are imbued with magics that allow for more... immersive experiences for the wearer."

“those ones!! the magic!!” she squeaks, awkward but clearly interested. “i own a magical one already, but the…. finishing feature is what i lack.”

The Peddler nods and bows slightly. "Very good, my Lady. I suspected a woman of your status might find these more suitable, and it is gratifying to have my intuition confirmed."

They first indicate a phallus that seems sculpted from a semi translucent crystal with swirls of shimmering pink dancing beneath the surface.

"This is an example of an item another client commissioned some time ago. An specific incantation will activate the device which will then warm and vibrate at the base according to pressure applied there. When desired, a command word will then cause it to summon forth a eruption of a previously designated fluid. The original client preferred to use an elixir I carry that enhances sensations of euphoria."

The Peddler then turns to showcase a shining golden phallus with a curved base, as though designed to fit snuggly against the body.

"This, if I might be so bold, is one of my more cunning creations. When activated, it melds to the wearer's form and functions as a natural extension of the self. It conveys sensation and satisfaction as though the material were your own flesh, allowing for the wearer to experience their pleasure as viscerally as possible. Because it magically attunes itself to the wearer's body, it also allows for the act of 'finishing', as you described it earlier, to occur as the wearer climaxes."

Though the Peddler is a consummate professional, they cannot help but allow a little bit of pride to warm their tone as they describe the item.

“both are lovely, though i must choose the second option. that should provide the simulated experience i so desire. how much gold might this inscrutable device cost me?”

The Peddler nods again. "A most excellent selection, my Lady. I must commend you on your refined taste. So far as the price-"

They name a staggering amount of gold, far beyond the means of most who are not either the richest of nobles or royalty.

her brows raise higher and higher as the number is said, but shrugs with an air that only royalty can emulate. “reasonable price, for such masterfully made wares.” she pulls out a small bag, and produces a solid gold bar plus a few coins.

“the bar should cover that, and the coins are an added bonus for your special attention and kindness.”

The Peddler bobs and accepts the offered payment with gloved hands. "I am most appreciative, my Lady. If you would like to have a seat," they indicate the plush upholstery of the semicircular bench and table across from the cabinets, "I shall prepare your purchase."

They round the edge of their store's counter and disappear behind the curtained doorway. Faint sounds of activity filter out into the main shop as they secure the gold and fetch the required stock.

she sits, peering around at the other items, eyes widening in interest at the prettier ones (her collection at home has a color scheme). kicking her feet like a kid, elizabeth begins making a list of the people she promised a visit to once she acquired this item…….

After a short while, the Peddler re-emerges carrying a finely constructed box. They bring the item to the table where the Princess sits and open it to reveal an interior lined with pink silk satin with a matching velvet cushion that perfectly highlights and cradles the golden treasure within. The front of the box has a small latch from which a lock might be attached for security.

"Here you are, my Lady. I would be happy to wrap your purchase up into a discrete parcel if you desire it. It has been a pleasure to serve you and I hope that I might have the opportunity again if you've need of my services in future."

“thank you greatly, this is one of the loveliest purchases i have made in a while, and i appreciate the attention to detail and the love poured into every single inch.” she snorts at the innuendo of her words, before composing herself with a cough. “ahem. the box is fine, i can carry it!”

she picks it up and waves with her free hand, grinning mischievously. “your work will be used for much mischief and consensual fun, maybe even a punishment or twooooo,” she sings, giggling to herself as she walks away.

#it’s pink 🥺🥺🥺#ily pleasure peddler #<- prev #thank you so much!#always happy to have a satisfied customer #pleasures peddled #princess liz

"May it bring you endless delights. Fare well, my Lady."

The Peddler bows as the Princess exits, watching as the small bell at the door chimes and her lilac skirts clear the threshold.

After a few moments, the Peddler returns to their counter and waves a hand through the air in a shimmer of golden magic. A thick tome appears before them, opening on its own to a specific page as a quill manifests within their hand. They make a quick record of their latest client, jotting down her interests, what she acquired, and estimated purchasing power. The Peddler will be prepared to fulfill their client's unique needs and tastes in future.

a short, curvy woman, dressed opulently in a lilac silk gown, comes up to the peddlers shop, knocking and calling out softly, “helloooo, would you happen to be open? i heard your store carries…. certain items that i am in need of.”

The red and gold shrouded figure of the Peddler bobs deferentially as the Princess enters their shop, noting the fine and noble style of their latest customer.

"My shop is open and I would be delighted to be of service, my Lady. Do you seek something in specific?"

“yes, i seek… uhm… a device. a penetrative one. that can simulate the act of finishing? it might be an odd request… oh also if it can be attached to a harness, that is preferable.”

"Not odd at all, my Lady." The Peddler assures as they circle from behind the counter to lead the Princess towards a specific cabinet.

"You might be surprised to discover how popular such items are. I have a range of wares that might suit, depending on your specific wants and price-point. Let us begin with the devices, then we can determine the appropriate harness depending on your selection."

As they approach the collection in question, the mage-lights illuminating the cabinet brighten and allow the contents to be better seen.

"Here," the Peddler indicates a phallic object fashioned from a smooth pliant material with a thin tube running from its base to a small plunger, "is one of my more popular mundane offerings. The line and syringe can be filled with a lubricant designed to simulate the look and texture of ejaculate."

They indicate another nearby phallus, this one without tubing but with a sculpted scrotum. "This is another variation with a reservoir inside the testicles. It functions not unlike the bulb of a dropper you might use for medicine or skincare. You compress the reservoir to create a vacuum, then release it to draw the lubricant through the phallus. Then, you may eject the contents by squeezing the reservoir again."

The Peddler then indicates some other objects that are clearly made from finer materials and which seem to have the faint shimmer of magic within them. "While the first two I showed are both mundane, these are imbued with magics that allow for more... immersive experiences for the wearer."

“those ones!! the magic!!” she squeaks, awkward but clearly interested. “i own a magical one already, but the…. finishing feature is what i lack.”

The Peddler nods and bows slightly. "Very good, my Lady. I suspected a woman of your status might find these more suitable, and it is gratifying to have my intuition confirmed."

They first indicate a phallus that seems sculpted from a semi translucent crystal with swirls of shimmering pink dancing beneath the surface.

"This is an example of an item another client commissioned some time ago. An specific incantation will activate the device which will then warm and vibrate at the base according to pressure applied there. When desired, a command word will then cause it to summon forth a eruption of a previously designated fluid. The original client preferred to use an elixir I carry that enhances sensations of euphoria."

The Peddler then turns to showcase a shining golden phallus with a curved base, as though designed to fit snuggly against the body.

"This, if I might be so bold, is one of my more cunning creations. When activated, it melds to the wearer's form and functions as a natural extension of the self. It conveys sensation and satisfaction as though the material were your own flesh, allowing for the wearer to experience their pleasure as viscerally as possible. Because it magically attunes itself to the wearer's body, it also allows for the act of 'finishing', as you described it earlier, to occur as the wearer climaxes."

Though the Peddler is a consummate professional, they cannot help but allow a little bit of pride to warm their tone as they describe the item.

“both are lovely, though i must choose the second option. that should provide the simulated experience i so desire. how much gold might this inscrutable device cost me?”

The Peddler nods again. "A most excellent selection, my Lady. I must commend you on your refined taste. So far as the price-"

They name a staggering amount of gold, far beyond the means of most who are not either the richest of nobles or royalty.

her brows raise higher and higher as the number is said, but shrugs with an air that only royalty can emulate. “reasonable price, for such masterfully made wares.” she pulls out a small bag, and produces a solid gold bar plus a few coins.

“the bar should cover that, and the coins are an added bonus for your special attention and kindness.”

The Peddler bobs and accepts the offered payment with gloved hands. "I am most appreciative, my Lady. If you would like to have a seat," they indicate the plush upholstery of the semicircular bench and table across from the cabinets, "I shall prepare your purchase."

They round the edge of their store's counter and disappear behind the curtained doorway. Faint sounds of activity filter out into the main shop as they secure the gold and fetch the required stock.

she sits, peering around at the other items, eyes widening in interest at the prettier ones (her collection at home has a color scheme). kicking her feet like a kid, elizabeth begins making a list of the people she promised a visit to once she acquired this item…….

#pleasures peddled #princess liz

After a short while, the Peddler re-emerges carrying a finely constructed box. They bring the item to the table where the Princess sits and open it to reveal an interior lined with pink silk satin with a matching velvet cushion that perfectly highlights and cradles the golden treasure within. The front of the box has a small latch from which a lock might be attached for security.

"Here you are, my Lady. I would be happy to wrap your purchase up into a discrete parcel if you desire it. It has been a pleasure to serve you and I hope that I might have the opportunity again if you've need of my services in future."

a short, curvy woman, dressed opulently in a lilac silk gown, comes up to the peddlers shop, knocking and calling out softly, “helloooo, would you happen to be open? i heard your store carries…. certain items that i am in need of.”

The red and gold shrouded figure of the Peddler bobs deferentially as the Princess enters their shop, noting the fine and noble style of their latest customer.

"My shop is open and I would be delighted to be of service, my Lady. Do you seek something in specific?"

“yes, i seek… uhm… a device. a penetrative one. that can simulate the act of finishing? it might be an odd request… oh also if it can be attached to a harness, that is preferable.”

"Not odd at all, my Lady." The Peddler assures as they circle from behind the counter to lead the Princess towards a specific cabinet.

"You might be surprised to discover how popular such items are. I have a range of wares that might suit, depending on your specific wants and price-point. Let us begin with the devices, then we can determine the appropriate harness depending on your selection."

As they approach the collection in question, the mage-lights illuminating the cabinet brighten and allow the contents to be better seen.

"Here," the Peddler indicates a phallic object fashioned from a smooth pliant material with a thin tube running from its base to a small plunger, "is one of my more popular mundane offerings. The line and syringe can be filled with a lubricant designed to simulate the look and texture of ejaculate."

They indicate another nearby phallus, this one without tubing but with a sculpted scrotum. "This is another variation with a reservoir inside the testicles. It functions not unlike the bulb of a dropper you might use for medicine or skincare. You compress the reservoir to create a vacuum, then release it to draw the lubricant through the phallus. Then, you may eject the contents by squeezing the reservoir again."

The Peddler then indicates some other objects that are clearly made from finer materials and which seem to have the faint shimmer of magic within them. "While the first two I showed are both mundane, these are imbued with magics that allow for more... immersive experiences for the wearer."

“those ones!! the magic!!” she squeaks, awkward but clearly interested. “i own a magical one already, but the…. finishing feature is what i lack.”

The Peddler nods and bows slightly. "Very good, my Lady. I suspected a woman of your status might find these more suitable, and it is gratifying to have my intuition confirmed."

They first indicate a phallus that seems sculpted from a semi translucent crystal with swirls of shimmering pink dancing beneath the surface.

"This is an example of an item another client commissioned some time ago. An specific incantation will activate the device which will then warm and vibrate at the base according to pressure applied there. When desired, a command word will then cause it to summon forth a eruption of a previously designated fluid. The original client preferred to use an elixir I carry that enhances sensations of euphoria."

The Peddler then turns to showcase a shining golden phallus with a curved base, as though designed to fit snuggly against the body.

"This, if I might be so bold, is one of my more cunning creations. When activated, it melds to the wearer's form and functions as a natural extension of the self. It conveys sensation and satisfaction as though the material were your own flesh, allowing for the wearer to experience their pleasure as viscerally as possible. Because it magically attunes itself to the wearer's body, it also allows for the act of 'finishing', as you described it earlier, to occur as the wearer climaxes."

Though the Peddler is a consummate professional, they cannot help but allow a little bit of pride to warm their tone as they describe the item.

“both are lovely, though i must choose the second option. that should provide the simulated experience i so desire. how much gold might this inscrutable device cost me?”

The Peddler nods again. "A most excellent selection, my Lady. I must commend you on your refined taste. So far as the price-"

They name a staggering amount of gold, far beyond the means of most who are not either the richest of nobles or royalty.

her brows raise higher and higher as the number is said, but shrugs with an air that only royalty can emulate. “reasonable price, for such masterfully made wares.” she pulls out a small bag, and produces a solid gold bar plus a few coins.

“the bar should cover that, and the coins are an added bonus for your special attention and kindness.”

#imagine i’m at a sex store and pull out a solid gold bar lmao #<- prev #probably not the weirdest method of payment the peddler's accepted #still a hell of a flex #pleasures peddled #princess liz

The Peddler bobs and accepts the offered payment with gloved hands. "I am most appreciative, my Lady. If you would like to have a seat," they indicate the plush upholstery of the semicircular bench and table across from the cabinets, "I shall prepare your purchase."

They round the edge of their store's counter and disappear behind the curtained doorway. Faint sounds of activity filter out into the main shop as they secure the gold and fetch the required stock.

a short, curvy woman, dressed opulently in a lilac silk gown, comes up to the peddlers shop, knocking and calling out softly, “helloooo, would you happen to be open? i heard your store carries…. certain items that i am in need of.”

The red and gold shrouded figure of the Peddler bobs deferentially as the Princess enters their shop, noting the fine and noble style of their latest customer.

"My shop is open and I would be delighted to be of service, my Lady. Do you seek something in specific?"

“yes, i seek… uhm… a device. a penetrative one. that can simulate the act of finishing? it might be an odd request… oh also if it can be attached to a harness, that is preferable.”

"Not odd at all, my Lady." The Peddler assures as they circle from behind the counter to lead the Princess towards a specific cabinet.

"You might be surprised to discover how popular such items are. I have a range of wares that might suit, depending on your specific wants and price-point. Let us begin with the devices, then we can determine the appropriate harness depending on your selection."

As they approach the collection in question, the mage-lights illuminating the cabinet brighten and allow the contents to be better seen.

"Here," the Peddler indicates a phallic object fashioned from a smooth pliant material with a thin tube running from its base to a small plunger, "is one of my more popular mundane offerings. The line and syringe can be filled with a lubricant designed to simulate the look and texture of ejaculate."

They indicate another nearby phallus, this one without tubing but with a sculpted scrotum. "This is another variation with a reservoir inside the testicles. It functions not unlike the bulb of a dropper you might use for medicine or skincare. You compress the reservoir to create a vacuum, then release it to draw the lubricant through the phallus. Then, you may eject the contents by squeezing the reservoir again."

The Peddler then indicates some other objects that are clearly made from finer materials and which seem to have the faint shimmer of magic within them. "While the first two I showed are both mundane, these are imbued with magics that allow for more... immersive experiences for the wearer."

“those ones!! the magic!!” she squeaks, awkward but clearly interested. “i own a magical one already, but the…. finishing feature is what i lack.”

The Peddler nods and bows slightly. "Very good, my Lady. I suspected a woman of your status might find these more suitable, and it is gratifying to have my intuition confirmed."

They first indicate a phallus that seems sculpted from a semi translucent crystal with swirls of shimmering pink dancing beneath the surface.

"This is an example of an item another client commissioned some time ago. An specific incantation will activate the device which will then warm and vibrate at the base according to pressure applied there. When desired, a command word will then cause it to summon forth a eruption of a previously designated fluid. The original client preferred to use an elixir I carry that enhances sensations of euphoria."

The Peddler then turns to showcase a shining golden phallus with a curved base, as though designed to fit snuggly against the body.

"This, if I might be so bold, is one of my more cunning creations. When activated, it melds to the wearer's form and functions as a natural extension of the self. It conveys sensation and satisfaction as though the material were your own flesh, allowing for the wearer to experience their pleasure as viscerally as possible. Because it magically attunes itself to the wearer's body, it also allows for the act of 'finishing', as you described it earlier, to occur as the wearer climaxes."

Though the Peddler is a consummate professional, they cannot help but allow a little bit of pride to warm their tone as they describe the item.

“both are lovely, though i must choose the second option. that should provide the simulated experience i so desire. how much gold might this inscrutable device cost me?”

The Peddler nods again. "A most excellent selection, my Lady. I must commend you on your refined taste. So far as the price-"

They name a staggering amount of gold, far beyond the means of most who are not either the richest of nobles or royalty.

#pleasures peddled #nsft

a short, curvy woman, dressed opulently in a lilac silk gown, comes up to the peddlers shop, knocking and calling out softly, “helloooo, would you happen to be open? i heard your store carries…. certain items that i am in need of.”

The red and gold shrouded figure of the Peddler bobs deferentially as the Princess enters their shop, noting the fine and noble style of their latest customer.

"My shop is open and I would be delighted to be of service, my Lady. Do you seek something in specific?"

“yes, i seek… uhm… a device. a penetrative one. that can simulate the act of finishing? it might be an odd request… oh also if it can be attached to a harness, that is preferable.”

"Not odd at all, my Lady." The Peddler assures as they circle from behind the counter to lead the Princess towards a specific cabinet.

"You might be surprised to discover how popular such items are. I have a range of wares that might suit, depending on your specific wants and price-point. Let us begin with the devices, then we can determine the appropriate harness depending on your selection."

As they approach the collection in question, the mage-lights illuminating the cabinet brighten and allow the contents to be better seen.

"Here," the Peddler indicates a phallic object fashioned from a smooth pliant material with a thin tube running from its base to a small plunger, "is one of my more popular mundane offerings. The line and syringe can be filled with a lubricant designed to simulate the look and texture of ejaculate."

They indicate another nearby phallus, this one without tubing but with a sculpted scrotum. "This is another variation with a reservoir inside the testicles. It functions not unlike the bulb of a dropper you might use for medicine or skincare. You compress the reservoir to create a vacuum, then release it to draw the lubricant through the phallus. Then, you may eject the contents by squeezing the reservoir again."

The Peddler then indicates some other objects that are clearly made from finer materials and which seem to have the faint shimmer of magic within them. "While the first two I showed are both mundane, these are imbued with magics that allow for more... immersive experiences for the wearer."

“those ones!! the magic!!” she squeaks, awkward but clearly interested. “i own a magical one already, but the…. finishing feature is what i lack.”

#pleasures peddled #nsft #princess kink #princess liz #magic strap

The Peddler nods and bows slightly. "Very good, my Lady. I suspected a woman of your status might find these more suitable, and it is gratifying to have my intuition confirmed."

They first indicate a phallus that seems sculpted from a semi translucent crystal with swirls of shimmering pink dancing beneath the surface.

"This is an example of an item another client commissioned some time ago. An specific incantation will activate the device which will then warm and vibrate at the base according to pressure applied there. When desired, a command word will then cause it to summon forth a eruption of a previously designated fluid. The original client preferred to use an elixir I carry that enhances sensations of euphoria."

The Peddler then turns to showcase a shining golden phallus with a curved base, as though designed to fit snuggly against the body.

"This, if I might be so bold, is one of my more cunning creations. When activated, it melds to the wearer's form and functions as a natural extension of the self. It conveys sensation and satisfaction as though the material were your own flesh, allowing for the wearer to experience their pleasure as viscerally as possible. Because it magically attunes itself to the wearer's body, it also allows for the act of 'finishing', as you described it earlier, to occur as the wearer climaxes."

Though the Peddler is a consummate professional, they cannot help but allow a little bit of pride to warm their tone as they describe the item.

a short, curvy woman, dressed opulently in a lilac silk gown, comes up to the peddlers shop, knocking and calling out softly, “helloooo, would you happen to be open? i heard your store carries…. certain items that i am in need of.”

The red and gold shrouded figure of the Peddler bobs deferentially as the Princess enters their shop, noting the fine and noble style of their latest customer.

"My shop is open and I would be delighted to be of service, my Lady. Do you seek something in specific?"

“yes, i seek… uhm… a device. a penetrative one. that can simulate the act of finishing? it might be an odd request… oh also if it can be attached to a harness, that is preferable.”

#nsft #pleasures peddled #princess liz

"Not odd at all, my Lady." The Peddler assures as they circle from behind the counter to lead the Princess towards a specific cabinet.

"You might be surprised to discover how popular such items are. I have a range of wares that might suit, depending on your specific wants and price-point. Let us begin with the devices, then we can determine the appropriate harness depending on your selection."

As they approach the collection in question, the mage-lights illuminating the cabinet brighten and allow the contents to be better seen.

"Here," the Peddler indicates a phallic object fashioned from a smooth pliant material with a thin tube running from its base to a small plunger, "is one of my more popular mundane offerings. The line and syringe can be filled with a lubricant designed to simulate the look and texture of ejaculate."

They indicate another nearby phallus, this one without tubing but with a sculpted scrotum. "This is another variation with a reservoir inside the testicles. It functions not unlike the bulb of a dropper you might use for medicine or skincare. You compress the reservoir to create a vacuum, then release it to draw the lubricant through the phallus. Then, you may eject the contents by squeezing the reservoir again."

The Peddler then indicates some other objects that are clearly made from finer materials and which seem to have the faint shimmer of magic within them. "While the first two I showed are both mundane, these are imbued with magics that allow for more... immersive experiences for the wearer."

I hadn't noticed the luxurious cart until I was about to leave bloodhaven, but its strange allure was simply too strong not to indulge.

Out of sheer curiosity, I enter the shop, unsure what I'll find but with a feeling I won't leave empty handed.

A small bell rings out as the door opens to reveal the interior of the wagon, the space much larger than the exterior would imply and decorated with luxuriant draperies. A subtly spiced scent hangs in the air, warm and inviting.

To the left sits a semi-circular seating area with a round table and plush velvet cushions. To the right, a series of curio cabinets line the wall displaying the shop's wares. Each item sits upon a cushion like a treasure, illuminated by the soft warm glow of mage-light.

Towards the far end of the space, a counter stands before a curtained door. Behind the counter, a figure shrouded in red and gold silks sits with a book in hand. Their veiled head raises as they hear the bell chime.

"Ah! Well met, Noble Knight. Welcome to my wagon of Wonders."

My eyes wander across the shelves, and my suspicions on this places purpose are quickly confirmed.

I smile at the veiled person, my interest clear.

"Well met, merchant. What an interesting set of wares you've curated."

Oddly enough, even among the scented oils and various phallic and yogic objects, the first thing to grab my attention is a vase full of seemingly mundane feather. They're far larger than any I've seen but soft as down. I shudder to think what monstrous fowl would shed such a feather, but I know just the knight to try it on.

I note the item for later, for it has but whetted my appetite. "Tell me merchant, what are these artifacts?" I gesture towards the shelves.

The figure nods in a somewhat humble gesture. The question is one they receive in many forms and with frequency. A gloved hand deftly places a ribbon between the pages of their book to mark their place, then tucks the volume beneath the counter as they answer.

"I specialize in personal pleasure products and prophylactics, both magical and mundane. These-" The Peddler indicates the contents of the cabinets with a graceful gesture, "are examples of the sorts of items I have on offer, both for solitary and accompanied use. My wares include a wide variety of tools to obtain a broad spectrum of satisfactions according to the specific tastes of my clientele."

Though their face is veiled, the soft weight of their gaze passes over Thorn - assessing and calculating in the way of a seasoned merchant.

"Might I offer my assistance in your browsing? Or do you perhaps have some particular items in mind already that you would like to inquire about? I am more than happy to provide whatever level of consultation you require, Sir Knight."

"Some guidance would be most appreciated. I'm looking for tool for partnered use first and foremost, though I'm open to all options. The wonderful people I have in my life are quite varied, so I'm sure I'd find use for a great many wares of yours."

My mind is already running wild with possibilities. Some form of restraints would be appreciated by all, a leash and collar would be heavenly for some, clamps, blindfolds, gags, muzzles, all things I could find use for. I hardly dare imagine what joys the Arcane items may bring.