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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Isida Kep'Tukari" data-source="post: 1197464" data-attributes="member: 4441">For those that go to Lykis...*You go over to the east side of town, the midmorning sun burning on your backs.  The smell of baking bread and pastries fills the air as you draw closer to your destination.  Lykis' place seems rather modest, nothing more than a curio and bookshop, looking old and dusty.  You duck inside, as the door is low, though the ceiling inside is nearly ten feet high.  Shelves full of dusty little knicknacks and stranger things cover the walls.  Small toys, strange rocks, odd plants, statues, small weapons, and other oddities can be seen.  Along the back wall is a dusty bookself, haphazardly crammed to capacity.  There's a small counter in the back corner, covered with paper, books, quills, and inkpots.**On a ladder in front of the bookcase is a young human woman wearing a long, sturdy canvas skirt, boots, a blue blouse, and a multicolored shawl.  She seems to be trying to rearrange some of the books, occasionally reaching back to brush her long black hair out of the way.*At the smithy...*The blacksmith glares at you for your insult.*"Jess because you had a bad night doesn't give you leave to threaten to kill any man who doesn't jump to please you.  You probably could kill me easy, boy, but that'd set the Watch on you for life.  You don't know what they do to murderers in this town, or you would've watched your sour tongue!" the blacksmith snarls back, holding his hammer loosely.  "I'll be accepting your apology right quick, or I'll be calling the Watch to break some heads."</blockquote>

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