The Furrowed Brow
Esmeralda Turnbottom's mother made wards, and her mother made wards, and her mother made wards... And Esme has never been one to spoil a good tradition. The wares range from mundane (a pendant against forgetfulness, carved from gingko bark) to the specialized (ground cat's tooth to drive off harpies). Once a year, she closes up shop for a much deserved vacation, and returns with an armful of oddly specific wards. Such as "protection from a stampede of your own cattle frightened by a thunderclap on a moonless summer night". And yet they always get bought, and they always end up useful...
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