Private Tales A scene of a gadget makers shop

[Solstice]

It was a regular day in the Life of Stephen Milon.
His medium-small store, with shelves filled with magical objects was recieving an average ammount of customers.
"There you go, a homing compass with a homing point. That would be [insert ammount here].
Thank you for your purchase."
While selling things wasn't as enjoyable as making those things, it did make him money.
During times where they where no customers he played with his cat which was made from illusion magic.
Sometimes he also used his visualizsation magic runes to make his thoughts be displayed before him.
Currently he waited for the next customer to come in, while he visulized a swordfight.

 

[Solitude]

Solitude didn’t spend much time in Allir Reach, of course, there was never really free time to spend anywhere. Not like the Church wanted her wasting her abilities being frivolous and carefree, that’s not what they spent the last fifteen years training her for.

But, with a mission completed, it was always smart to restock before one got back home. Or, whatever hovel was supposed to make due as she waited for her next assignment. The village of Shadokien was a normal one, nothing really seemed out of place except… well, except for one shop in particular. When the tall woman walked inside, her mask covering the better half of her face, red eyes scanned the shelves.

Gadgets? But, magical ones. Never enjoying magic— or studying for it at least— Solitude began to move around the shop, her gimlet gaze looking over the items. Some things seemed useless, others seemed to complicated, but what did Sol know about these sorts of things? She despised memorizing runes more than she did memorizing vocalized spells.

 

[Solstice]

There weren't many customers in the store at the moment, so he looked at her as she entered. His visualization turned off as he didn't focus on it anymore.
The magic cat jumped onto the counter and laid down on its side.
He took another look around the store.
Sometimes he theorized what the people in his store would buy and what they used it for. So it wasn't any different with when he saw Solitude. He thought:"She looks like a fighter, so she'll probably get something for fighting or exploration."