Fendrik’s Emporium
This general store is packed full of odds and ends that any adventurer might need. Even the lanterns that light the dimmer corners of the store are labeled with tags that read For the right price in a flowing script. The owner, a halfling with skin the color of tanned leather, stands atop a stool behind the counter. He is garbed in fine clothing—a stark contrast to his cluttered shop. He wears a purple jerkin fitted with gleaming buttons and dark leather pants that tuck neatly into a pair of hide boots, which are dyed to match the tone of his trousers. A couple of employees help restock and tidy shelves: a half-elf woman and a human man who smile sheepishly at their boss’s bawdy jokes. The hide of a chimera, a mix of wheat-blonde fur and sickly green scales, adorns the back wall, its hideous head and spined tail still attached.
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