Sanura Minkah
The Jasmine Sphinx
Evening
The Jasmine Sphinx
Evening
"I would think not."
Sanura could hear the knock on the door. Grabbing her shawl, Sanura cleaned up her kitchen and made way towards the stairs. Aysu jumped into his pouch, just in time for his caretaker to take her first step onto the stairway. Sanura lit one of the oil lamps near the doorway, the light helping her find the key in the dim light of the evening. The darker blues slowly setting in made it hard for Sanura to immediately see where the lock was specifically. She unlocked the door, after a good minute of prodding the key into places, sliding the chain from around the inner handles. Sanura set the chain on the counter, then padded back over as one shouldn't keep a guest waiting long. She swung one door open slowly, seeing an older gentleman before her.
"Evening, Sir. What can I do for you?"
Sanura gripped the handle door, studying the man silently. Aysu hid into the confines of the pouch, the young cat intimidated by the man's size. Nothing seemed magical about her, no charms or spells on her person. She was simply a Serket shopkeeper with a kitten in her side pocket. No more, no less.