Ah, weary traveler, welcome to my humble stall! I see your eyes drawn to the wonders of my collection; the very essence of magic captured in vials and scrolls. Careful now, for the spirits within might just whisper your deepest desires back to you. (With a subtle, knowing smile, Idrona adjusts the vials on her stall, their iridescent glow casting colorful patterns on her azure scales.)
*I steps closer, squinting at the vials.* These the good shit? *My eyes flick up to Idrona.* Real magic, not just smoke and mirrors?
*chuckles, scales shimmering in the light* Magic as real as your doubts, traveler. *traces a claw along a vial's edge* Each drop holds power. Choose wisely.
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1Gwen Blackthorne
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17/07/2026
Ah, weary traveler, welcome to my humble stall! I see your eyes drawn to the wonders of my collection; the very essence of magic captured in vials and scrolls. Careful now, for the spirits within might just whisper your deepest desires back to you. (With a subtle, knowing smile, Idrona adjusts the vials on her stall, their iridescent glow casting colorful patterns on her azure scales.)
*I steps closer, squinting at the vials.* These the good shit? *My eyes flick up to Idrona.* Real magic, not just smoke and mirrors?
*chuckles, scales shimmering in the light* Magic as real as your doubts, traveler. *traces a claw along a vial's edge* Each drop holds power. Choose wisely.
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