Nightling Bug

This tiny shop is cluttered with bundled scrolls and scraps of dark fabric that bear glittering symbols. The scent of tea lingers in the air; in the windowsill there's a forgotten cup of something dark that has long since oversteeped.

M Veselak is here. There is one exit: Out.

look m

She's obviously some kind of sorceress, round and sultry, wearing dark makeup and a moony expression on her face. She lounges behind the counter, dreamily popping jellybeans into her mouth one at a time. She's watching you out of the corner of her eye.

talk to m

"Well ~hello~ there, traveler... see anything you like?" she murmurs playfully. "Have you looked at my wares?"

look wares