[open] you bought a star in the sky tonight/ because your life is dark and it needs some light

[apotropaic]

Who: Open log. EVERYONE GET IN HERE.
What: Cockatrice Crafts --Baedal's brand new craft fair/market!
Where: Howl Barrow.
When: Sukkardi 12th of Ceidary.
Notes: This is an open post for everybody since we have so many new people joining. There'll be a sub sections in the post itself for general areas but other than that, feel free to mash you characters together like Barbies!
Warnings: None yet.

Baedal is a city that never sleeps, but everyone likes a long-lie in on a Sukkardi morning. At eleven o’clock, the Howl Barrow is climbing to a weekend buzz but it’s not quite there yet. But right off Carnelian Street, Cockatrice Markets is already has its doors open –and bubbles are floating down the street in welcome!

The Market is housed in what once would have been a small, high ceilinged factory building, but the inside and outside has now been painted all manner of colours and murals by local artistic residents. There are tables inside the airy structure, as well as in the outside alleyway, and a large mosaic chandelier dangles outside the entranceway.

It’s free entrance, fun, and like most places in Howl Barrow, friendly and inviting.

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[inkdamage]

He flicks his gaze up, then.

"If I wasn't so on edge all the time I'd be dead."

He could have said I'd be terrible at my job, sure, but that might lend itself to explaining what at all he does; no, that's not acceptable. Might as well have something akin to the truth up front, even if all his truths are genuinely awful.

[attentionseeking]

Undeterred, Gilly moves her hand - a single dose of a tonic for wakefulness, dangerous in large quantities due to being so effective by borrowing against the body's own energy. (In other words, sustained use without breaks is potentially fatal; magic like hers tends to rely on the practicality of its user.)

“Or is third time going to be the charm, huh?”