whisper
Wannabe
If things of Sight such Heavens be, What Heavens are those we cannot See?
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Post by whisper on Jul 29, 2006 3:41:55 GMT -5
Merilee Taylor stared out the Curiosity Shoppe and into the crowds in Bendelsain. Unfortunately since several of her usual customers and suppliers had ended up gracing the prison with their presence normal business had been slow. In fact it had been more then slow; it had been down right boring. The small consolation Rosie had was in the fact that word had come from a traveller about a shipment that was bound to arrive through her basement any day now. For once she was going to have a legit, respectable business deal.
Grabbing a piece of parchment Merilee started to jot down information about particular curiosities; Enchanted rings, mummified hands, exotic weaponry, papers of merit, patents of nobility as well as the random odds and ends that nobody wanted were, she decided, going to be 5% off. Pausing in her stocktake Meri stared into the Smokey Mirror. In times of trouble this mirror reflected a scarred and broken face, at other times any reflections were normal.
As she watched her face changed. Long red hair became short and tangled while scars crisscrossed their way across her face like a tangled spider web. Her green eyes closed up and black pirate patches appeared, teeth fell out and one of her ears ripped itself apart. Grimacing slightly Meri turned her face away from the Mirror and swore at random objects.
“What the blooming hell is going to happen nowwwwwww?!”
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Post by darkflameangel on May 12, 2007 1:13:41 GMT -5
Kara Levalt opened the door to the shop, "Excuse me, um, I was told I could get a job here?" her black wings were visible, only slightly. "My names Kara."
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