OPEN EVENT STARTER [@dihstarters]
Placing the last ornate glass vial full of swirling mixture on the table, Feyre stepped back to survey her handiwork. Fêtes and markets were some of her most lucrative events when it came to flogging magical wares and the fair for All Hallows Eve would be no exception. Everyone wanted a magical solution to their problems and Feyre was more than happy to provide one - for a price. Back in London she had easily squeezed the pockets of mundanes dry at festivals by selling “natural remedies” and done the same at the shadow markets to mundanes with the sight who were desperate to get their hands on spells and potions. Here she could be much more relaxed and open with the wares she was selling. The table in her stall was covered with bottles and vials full of iridescent mixtures and a little cauldron in the corner that kept puffing little clouds of sweet smelling smoke every few minutes, despite it not having any contents. Dried flowers and hard-to-come-by potion ingredients hung from the awnings, swaying lightly in the breeze.
She was tossing a small ball of air from hand to hand when her first customer approached. “Hi,” she greeted them warmly. “Can I help you find anything?”