Oooooooh. [ Cue: a high pitched voice as her eyes widen comically widen at the wonders that this little human girl has presented her. The small pile in front of a blue skinned, horned, almost demon looking girl is sizable in itself, but it doesn't look like the pile is just from this exhibit either.
( Beside the brochures of Wyver is a smaller, handmade one that reads The Traveler is with you. The buttons have been collected in a jar with a greenish tint that honestly looks like it should smell briny. There's a half-eaten doughnut sitting on top of the Olympia brochures, which a miniature dragon seems to be lording over. A leather pouch sits at the edge, worn down at the edges but still keeping its shape. ) ]
Your things are very pretty! [ She comes with a strange, exotic accent and everything, too. ] You know, I don't normally trade my things, not technically, but ...
[ A solid three second pause, as she narrows her eyes and examines the goods — and then. ] Oh, oh! Okay. Okay okay okay — we will trade. [ Looking at Mabel straight in the eyes, while her hand slowly inches toward the aforementioned leather pouch. ] But! [ There's a quiet ha ha!, flashing the pouch in front of the two of them. ] First we have to play cards. Deal?
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( Beside the brochures of Wyver is a smaller, handmade one that reads The Traveler is with you. The buttons have been collected in a jar with a greenish tint that honestly looks like it should smell briny. There's a half-eaten doughnut sitting on top of the Olympia brochures, which a miniature dragon seems to be lording over. A leather pouch sits at the edge, worn down at the edges but still keeping its shape. ) ]
Your things are very pretty! [ She comes with a strange, exotic accent and everything, too. ] You know, I don't normally trade my things, not technically, but ...
[ A solid three second pause, as she narrows her eyes and examines the goods — and then. ] Oh, oh! Okay. Okay okay okay — we will trade. [ Looking at Mabel straight in the eyes, while her hand slowly inches toward the aforementioned leather pouch. ] But! [ There's a quiet ha ha!, flashing the pouch in front of the two of them. ] First we have to play cards. Deal?