Mystical Items

[Sky]

Sky carried in the last box of her mysterious findings from the Galt ruins. She was very interested in archeology and spent most of her time at the old ruins to see what she could dig up. She had found many a time strange objects lying in the sand and under rocks and bits of old building. She always thought her findings had no use and little value so she thought of selling them. After she put the last item, a rusty piece of metal resembling some sort of talisman, on the shelf ,Sky sat down at the counter, waiting for her first customer.

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Stock and Prices:

A bronze vase: 50g
A talisman: 40g
A small unopened chest: 60g
A silver pocket watch: 40g
A bronze symbol(triangle) : 40g


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Sky sighed. She began to look back at the times she spent at the ruins, and how everytime she went there stange things seemed to happen. Gusts of wind seemed to go past her, but no leaves rustled or any signs of disturbances in the sand. She always had the feelings she was being watched. Every time this happened she seemed to think of her parents, this reminded her of the one time she was at the ruins she swore that she heard her mother and fathers voice, calling her, as if they were crying for help. Sky's daydreaming was suddenly interupted by the jingle of the bells above the shop door. But no-one seemed to be there.
"Must be the wind.." sky thought. But was it.

[Nefarious]

Ever on the look-out for a free meal, an innocent-looking stray nosed the door of the cozy little shop, tentatively at first, just to see if the door would open. When it gave way under his touch, he more thoroughly sought entrance, pawing the door open with one gnarled foot before slipping into the small area through the gap he'd created. Pausing in front of the doorway, he gave his white pelt a thorough shake, clearing it of dust and debris and other unwanted substances.

With that settled, the wolf dog set about his initial task of finding some food. If not food, then someone who will give him some. Sniffing the ground a bit, he trotted off through the room, totally oblivious to the presence of the human and more interested in a mouse hole in the corner of the room.

[Sky]

Sky watched as the animal wandered about the shop. She turned her head and looked at the mess it had made at the door. She then turned her attention to the wolf dog to make sure it didn't knock any of her stock. It seemed to be interested in a mouse hole Sky had never noticed before. The poor animal looked so hungry but Sky wasn't sure if she was to feed it anything. It is a stray, she thought. This sure didn't look like a house pet. What will it do if i were to feed it, she thought. If i turn my back on it who knows what it would do. So Sky just sat there, completely still, her eyes fixed upon the wolf dog, just waiting for fate to know at the door.

[River]

((As Nefarius... I'm too lazy to switch accounts right now. >.>))

Meandering over to the mouse hole, the stray had to nudge a lightweight wooden chair out of his way to reach the tiny little cavity, which he promptly sniffed and pawed at lightly with a curious hint to his actions. At first, he seemed disinterested, pausing to look over his shoulder to check his surroundings in a cautious manner. However, when he stuck his nose in the opening and he was rewarded with a light squeak, the dog seemed to get excited, wagging his bushy curled tail exuberantly and proceeding to practically dig at the wall with his gnarled forepaws, whining quietly to himself in an anxious fashion.

When it became apparent that the mouse had moved on, the white canine backed away from the hole in defeat, pausing again to shake himself before turning to investigate the room farther. He stopped, however, crimson gaze catching sight of the human for the first time since he'd entered, too distracted by the potential prey in the corner. Used to and even caring of humans, the wolf dogs seemed to greet her with apprehension, wagging his tail hesitantly and offering her a sort of playful panting expression. Though he appeared friendly and welcoming, the stray truly would rather avoid contact with humans... but he knew quite well that they tended to have food, or an easy means of getting it.

[Sky]

Despite Sky's love of animals she didn't know much about them. She paused for a minute before deciding that this wolf dog must be a friendly creature as she guessed that tail wagging must be a harmless signal or something. She slowly rose from her chair and walked to the door leading to the back room, her eyes still fixed upon the creature.

When she got into the room, finally drawing her attention off of the animal, she saw the room was in quite a state. Selves filled with useless clutter and covered in cobwebs. She made her way through the barricade of junk until she reached the pantry at the back of the room. Now what do canines eat, she thought to herself as she scanned through the selves of packets and tins. Meat, she thought as she got a pack of drumsticks and some lamb chops out. She kicked the pantry door shut and made her way back to the front of the shop. She was relieved to see that the wolf dog was still there and put the food down cautiously on the desk.

(sorry if i auto-hitted)

[River]

Though the stray had considered pursuing the human when she disappeared into the back room, the musty moldy smell that wafted through the door made him reconsider. When the door was opened, the motion blew in a small shallow cloud of dust and, even though he was a good distance away at the time, the wolfdog couldn't help but sneeze haphazardly when the particles reached his sensitive nares. Despite the irritation, he didn't move from his spot toward the center of the room, though he did shift back and forth uneasily, shaking out his grimy coat and licking his jaws mindlessly with a smooth tongue.

Flicking one ear mindlessly, he approached the far side of the store, growing bored with waiting but still apprehensive about entering the old room. Luckily, the human made his decision on the matter an easy one, reappearing with the unmistakable scent of food and the dog seemed immediately excited. he spun in a happy circle or two, his tail waving again and his jaws slacked open in a begging sort of expression. Following close on her heals, the stray pursued his human hostess back to the desk, never taking his eyes off the food and whining almost eagerly. However, rather than do the sensible dog thing and simply rip the meat from the desk, he sat down almost obediently, patiently waiting for the items to be given to him as opposed to taking them.