WHO: Quentin Sollys and OPEN WHAT: Browsing WHEN: Wednesday afternoon WHERE: The Magic Shop WARNINGS: TBD, probably not STATUS: Open/Ongoing
Hearing about all the different kind of magic that existed in Madison Valley was kind of fascinating to Quentin. He'd grown up knowing magic was real, and had lived with it every day of his life. He'd grown up knowing that different kinds of fae had different kind of magic...but back home it was all basically related to the same thing - their life magic that existed inside of them and their genetics that made them fae in the first place. Here, well, there were humans without an ounce of fae blood that were performing magical feats all over the place. It was pretty amazing.
He hadn't been a regular customer of the magic shop by any means, but he was bored, and it was there, and he was sort of half on the lookout for a gift for Sabrina anyway. Stepping inside, the smell of incense hit him pretty hard and he closed his eyes for a moment to try to push it away. That at least was a very human new-agey thing, but he supposed he couldn't escape that entirely. At least he'd been told that there was some real stuff in here.
He just had to find it first.
So trying not to get in anyone's way as he did, he began slowly exploring the shelves, trying to find something that jumped out at him.