Walking into the village, the group gazed around themselves, taking in the much busier street that was lined with stalls that were manned by all types of creatures selling their wares. Witches, Warlocks, Crones and other magical creatures bustled around buying from the stallholders.
A wizened woman bent low over a stick muttered as she passed them, ‘ten dollars for ground rat tail? Is he crazy? What, there’s suddenly a shortage of rats to warrant that kind of price hike?’
Making their way to the first stall, Alessia quickly rummaged in her bag as she approached a small fairy who had just finished selling one of her small bottles of gold liquid to a beautiful witch. Turning to Alessia she smiled brightly as she approached. ‘Welcome, I am Dolores and I run Pivotal Potions, what are you
