Originally Posted by
5a Violista
Don't feel bad: the alley has enough people. It won't get lonely.
The dog listens and appears to understand, and goes with her. There isn't reallyall that much the dog can do, though, with the psychic suppressor on it.
She arrives at the tiny souvenir shop.
The shop owner is a guy. Pretty short. Got a black mustache and a long, pointy beard.
"Ah! Peace and good evening to you, worthy friend," he says. "Please, please come in and look around."
Even though the shop is pretty small, it has a great variety. A bunch of rocks - some more valuable than others, but mixed together with similar-looking ones. Little wooden statues and other things like that. Keychains, too. Tags. Lots of things.