[At least six different tents are situated within the quad, each filled with table upon table and bookshelf upon bookshelf of odd, strange, (and sometimes) terrifying wares: potions, powders, badges, pills, charms, jewelery, boxes, pouches, jars of body parts (...let's hope they're not human) and small animals, and bottles of all intricacies with
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Oh boy, what are these--- SQUIRREL!
[He bounds across the tent to the origin of the smell - a stuffed squirrel with creepy red eyes. He then starts barking at it in a slightly-scared fashion.]
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It can sense the dog's dislike of him. His ears perking up as it seems to get an idea.
It hops a little closer, eyeing Dug intently and then.. BAM.. it jumps onto the dog. Everything explodes in a puff of smoke and when it clears.. Dug is.. gone.
Only, that isn't strictly true...]
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