Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-43432691-20191216212511/@comment-44540575-20191220180027

(Cool beans.)

Roslyn wandered around a bit more, but she had no idea where to find the store Cian wanted her to go to. The crowds were bustling, and she felt so small. She tried stopping a kind-looking elvin family, and they seemed willing to help her at first, but as soon as they figured out she couldn't speak, they hurried off. She eventually got a statue in the middle of the square, and looked at the signs there. None were for the store she was looking for. It was at this moment she realized she had no way to contact Cian if necessary. Her heart started beating harder, and she increased her pace, running around for what felt like forever until she finally saw a sign pointing to an old shack-looking building that said, "SLURPS AND BURPS: YOUR MERRY APOTHECARY." She walked in to a musty smellling room with one ancient male elf sitting at the counter at the end of the room. She slowly walked to him, taking stock of what odd elixers they had. When she got to the elf, she smiled weakly and pointed to the items on the list Cian gave her. He nodded, said "One minute," and found everything she was looking for with ease. She took some coins out of a pouch to pay him, but instead of taking them from her hand, he curled her fingers over the money. "Keep it," he said. Roslyn insisted, but he just repeated himself. She nodded, signed, "Thank you," and left the store.