Born 3 years, 4 months ago
Color: Night SpottedBuffs:
House: Tigereye Peak House (1/50)
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I had gone to the market to get some resources for the village when I ran across this really dodgey looking stall, naturally, me being curious, I stepped inside. What met my eyes was marvelous! Rows upon rows of potions of all types lined each shelf, some shoved haphazardly in front of the next, and others teetering precariously on the edges. It smelled sour, sweet, and musty all at the same time, making me sneeze a few times. I stepped carefully so as not to knock over the many papers and books that were stacked on the dark hardwood floors. I reached the counter, behind it sat a giant wikerbeast who looked comically large in the small space. His shoulders were hunched over and his head just barely missed scraping against the roof as he looked up; he had a pair of glasses with square frames, which added to the oddity of it all.
"How may I help you?" He asked, his gruff voice booming loudly in the small shack.
"I was wondering if you had any morphing potions," I inquired