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"I've yet to meet this kind fella who helped my little Kibun. I had to wash their coat when my little impling returned. It smelled vaguely damp, not a musty scent, but...damp."
he hummed for a bit. "I suppose...they have an earthy scent to them. Like soil and grass?"
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Rowan entered the mask shop. His form obscured by a plain looking grey cloak. There was a dim, eerie glow underneath the hood. It was especially easier to see as he stepped into the dim light of the shop. Rowan paused at the doorway, staring at the person behind the counter, then looking around. Rowan took a few steps back to look at the sign above the doorway. He wasn't mistaken. This was the mask shop.
Rowan entered, having to duck again through the small doorway. He grabbed at the hem of his cloak, rubbing it gently between his fingers. With the best of his ability, Rowan tried to keep the echo out of his voice, but with most attempts, he often failed. It was a side effect of the twilight he couldn't quite get rid of. Rowan's accent was perfect, it was just that darn echo.
"A-ah. Hello. Is... Is the Mask Salesman here?" The voice sounded friendly, perhaps a bit shy.
Anju was passing the time by dusting and sweeping in corners and high shelves that seemed rather neglected, it was nice to feel helpful. Sure, it wasn't too different from at the Inn. Cleaning up and serving customers at a counter. Maybe that's what was so comforting about helping at the shop. Though, strange people every now and again not near carnival time was an odd change of pace for her. Either way, at the strange entrance from the tall man whom had just entered she put on her best smile, thinking of her fathers charming smile he would give customers upon entry. As she opened her mouth to welcome him her reaction hesitated just enough for the man to speak up first with his question. "Oh, I'm sorry, he is out running some errands, If you needed him specifically I can take a note." she responded apologetically with a bow of the head for a moment. Putting a hand to her chest with a smile she continued, "If it's something I can help you with, I would be happy to do my best."
