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[241] The butcher, the baker...
Moar work. At least I'm not working stupid late again tonight, which means I should actually get some RPing done for the first time in an embarrassment of days. I am the worst, ugh.
Inside the shop you see a tall, thin man with pointed ears and fair hair, pouring hot wax from an iron pan into a mould. The candle-maker is an Elf. As he turns to you to speak, you notice his slanted eyes, which are ice blue. For some reason they appear very cold to you. He tells you that all his coloured candles cost 1 Gold Piece each. You may buy as many as you wish. He then asks you if you would like to see one of his magic candles in the back room.
Keep in mind here, you're pretty broke and can't afford much of anything fancy.
Inside the shop you see a tall, thin man with pointed ears and fair hair, pouring hot wax from an iron pan into a mould. The candle-maker is an Elf. As he turns to you to speak, you notice his slanted eyes, which are ice blue. For some reason they appear very cold to you. He tells you that all his coloured candles cost 1 Gold Piece each. You may buy as many as you wish. He then asks you if you would like to see one of his magic candles in the back room.
Keep in mind here, you're pretty broke and can't afford much of anything fancy.
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