Over the next few weeks, May had done quite well cleaning up and fixing up the old pet store. Hardly any evidence remained of the old shop and its owner and it sooned looked like it had always been a store to buy magical tools, armor, cloth and supplies.
Mannequins displayed the craftsmanship of the robes and armor and accessories available for sale at her shop and counters with display cases showed the other pieces of jewlery and rarer gems for sale, and scattered shelves on the walls showed the rest of the inventory.
it was a very promising business as she would have the occasional pedestrian wandering in questioning and inquiring about employment opportunities, items that might be available for sale that could help in their quests and of course when the store would open. It brought to her an unfamiliar optimism that maybe she could finally settle down and start a quiet life and make some real friends and no enemies.
it was only then she noticed the horse drawn cart, and the strangely foreign looking man settling down nearby, advertising potions and enchanted rings.
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