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located in The Undermarket, a part of The Multiverse, one of the many universes on RPG.

The Undermarket

A shady market place teeming with activity as vendors peddle their wares to passersby. The Undermarket serves as a haven for thieves, brigands, cutthroats, and shady dealings.

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Character Portrait: Reina Pentest Character Portrait: Forna Big-Hat
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After taking a moment to relax, Reina's break was interrupted by the sound of a distant cymbal being struck playing in the backroom, the signal that one was interested in the shop. Extracting herself from her chair would have seemed like a painful process to anyone that was watching, but it really was that dang comfortable. Her mom really outdid herself on that piece of enchanted heaven that was the backroom recliner. Shaking herself of any metal shavings that might have collected themselves to her person, Reina quickly made herself look presentable to anyone that may soon stumble in. A moment later, a small tinkling emanated from the storefront meaning that her customer had actually entered. Reina lowered her glasses and stuffed her work into her jacket pockets to allow whoever was out there to look over her work for a little bit. The store was charmed in a way that the various shelves would summon things from the storage vault under the store according to the desires of the shopper, so she had taken a habit to letting someone meander about before confronting them. Fewer questions that way.

Thinking that the store had enough time to assess, Reina open the door separating the two halves of the store just in time to hear the velveteen words leave the woman in front of her. The shopkeep raised her eyebrows for a moment, knowing that tone for what is was: the way a woman who has the world in her pocket speaks. Her mother had that tone and she has been trying to emulate it for years without success. Reina took a moment to assess the plump woman in front of her, through both her stature and the items in the room. This woman stood tall, movement matching speech seeming to command the room. The items were some of the bigger powerhouses that the shop had to offer. Candles that allowed for almost instantaneous astral travel, a pendant that could bend the will of many a man and the most terrifying of anything else she had ever made: an intricately carved wand that weakened an object's cohesion. It was a wand of disintegration, of turning things to dust, and Reina had never seen that wand brought to the shelves before. This woman was dangerous. The most interesting kind of client.

Summoning the practiced smile of years of deals, Reina finally spoke, "Hello, and welcome to Iris' Den. I see you have taken an interest in some of my products." She gestures to the destructive wand of ebony. "Normally, I do custom work, were you hoping for something specific?"