Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26108027-20190204162635/@comment-26108027-20190405151458

The shopkeeper grunts a little, seeming to understand Miranda's tone. He motions for her to look through a rack of outfits. There's armored gear built for long journeys, cozy-looking clothes designed to withstand intense cold, dresses, armor sets, cloaks, hoods, jackets...

The shopkeeper stands by a desk against the wall, shuffling through stacks of paper as he waits for Miranda.