03-30-2020, 12:06 PM
Hello, members of Tanglewood!
The voice of a stranger roused Alaric from a peaceful slumber. He was not keen on being awoken by anything other than his own circadian rhythm, and as a result he grumbled to himself out of a certain early-morning grumpiness that everyone had experienced in their lifetime. Groggily, he rose to his paws and padded towards the window of his own home, peering outwards with his blue hues.
He perceived, in the morning sunshine, that a merchant of sorts had opened up shop in the town square for the day. He couldn't quite make out any of the wares that the red panda kept in the cart attached to a... goat? Alright. It wasn't the strangest thing he had seen in Tanglewood, he supposed.
With his interests piqued, the tabby began to search his home high and low for anything that might have some value that he was also willing to part ways with. Eventually he found a small collection of glassware, beakers and Erlenmeyer flasks and such, that he had recovered from the junkyard. He'd found them in tact, miraculously. At the moment, he had no express use for them; he'd have no qualms parting ways with them if it meant he could get something a with a bit more immediate value.
Alaric placed them in a small leather satchel and departed from his home. He made for the town square, noting that Caustic had already arrived, and upon arrival the tabby laid his satchel just before his paws. He cast his gaze towards the red panda before speaking. "What do you have in there? Any books, perhaps?"
The voice of a stranger roused Alaric from a peaceful slumber. He was not keen on being awoken by anything other than his own circadian rhythm, and as a result he grumbled to himself out of a certain early-morning grumpiness that everyone had experienced in their lifetime. Groggily, he rose to his paws and padded towards the window of his own home, peering outwards with his blue hues.
He perceived, in the morning sunshine, that a merchant of sorts had opened up shop in the town square for the day. He couldn't quite make out any of the wares that the red panda kept in the cart attached to a... goat? Alright. It wasn't the strangest thing he had seen in Tanglewood, he supposed.
With his interests piqued, the tabby began to search his home high and low for anything that might have some value that he was also willing to part ways with. Eventually he found a small collection of glassware, beakers and Erlenmeyer flasks and such, that he had recovered from the junkyard. He'd found them in tact, miraculously. At the moment, he had no express use for them; he'd have no qualms parting ways with them if it meant he could get something a with a bit more immediate value.
Alaric placed them in a small leather satchel and departed from his home. He made for the town square, noting that Caustic had already arrived, and upon arrival the tabby laid his satchel just before his paws. He cast his gaze towards the red panda before speaking. "What do you have in there? Any books, perhaps?"
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