An-Erie? A visit from two, is it?
an-eire The automaton stared unblinkingly at the both of them from behind the toyshop's counter, never stopping in fiddling with the puzzle in front of him even if he wasn't looking. "Can I help you? Are you interested in anything? Aside from the toys on the shelves and jewelry and watches in the display I do larger commission pieces..." The hound dog sleeping in the corner with the prosthetic legs seemed to be a testament to that.











