A Bargain (Fragment 12)
(Co-written by @theunluckyturtle)
The day was going smoothly with The Shopkeeper’s arrival, and everyone was rather relaxed and interested in the creatures that they were showcasing. A few of the early people that came left, either already satisfied with what they saw or needing to do something else, but many more people stuck around, transfixed with what The Shopkeeper had to show.
A lot of new people appeared as the afternoon carried on, having caught wind of the spectacle, as well. Since bit of the crowd left, it was rather hard to not get any hearsay of the mysterious, masked figure that set up shop on the outskirts of town, offering outlandish creatures at, what many people would exclaim at, outlandishly low prices.
At about the stroke of Three in the afternoon, somebody in a bar caught wind of the newcomer.
A thoughtful pause and a few moments later, she sheathed the blade she was sharpening.
After some seconds, she was out of the door. Everyone inside made sure to not get in her way.
She walked through the streets, and past shops and people, many of which she passed becoming filled with concern and a morbid curiosity
In the distance, she saw the crowd, surrounding what she presumed was the newcomer. She had to hand it to them; Those blood red tents were really good at catching attention.
She approached the crowd, and a few of the people that looked back to see who it was paled. They whispered to the people nearby, and a part of the crowd grew sober and parted for her.
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