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"Oh shit!" were the words Enzeru chose to use as he came face to face with Petra, rounding a corner and nearly dropping his packages. He had been looking for the nearest clothing store, but instead held converation with the scout for a few minutes.
After hearing Petra's concerns, Enzeru placed his packages on the ground and began to run his hand through his hair, as was his usual nervous manner. Looking up to respond to Petra's concerns, Enzeru was slightly caught off guard by the beauty of her eyes, which were usually hidden under her hair.
"Um...yeah," Enzeru stuttered."Uh...I think everyone else will be alright. Draconis and Xyven aren't the most social types as we all know and Amarth will keep Shoan in line. So I don't think we have TOO much to worry about. Although, thee was this weird shopkeeper guy who said something about....OOOOO there it is! Let's go!"
With this, Enzeru began to sprint across the street to a dingy little shop, picking up his packages in one hand and taking Petra's hand in the other, jerking the surprised scout along with him.
As the pair entered the store, it became clear that it was a clothing store. Racks upon racks of cloaks, dusters, shirts, pants, boots, and the like filled the shop.
"OOoo, I need a new cloak, and a new belt, and I could use a new glove." As Enzeru counted off the things he needed on his fingers, he turned to a slightly shocked Petra and asked, "Do you want anything? MY treat."
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