Evening inquiry [Morgan]

Morgan was preparing to close his store for the day, as business was slow but yet he was still making enough money to live off with out too much of a hitch. A lot of his products had become popular, especially the alternative salves he stocked which did wonders for various ailments as well as some that where just a form of natural moisturizer that did wonders on the skin. Presently Morgan was moving about the store and was making sure all was in order. The floor was spotless, the shelves where in order and all that was left to do was to place the new stock on the shelves for the next day. He walked over to the counter and slipped behind it. He knelt down to pick up a box containing his latest stock of random goods and placed it on the counter. He opened one of the draws and pulled out an ornate looking letter opener and used it to slit open the tape on the box and opened it up. Inside was an assortment of talismans, dream catchers and even some of the incense he had ordered previously. Morgan then went about pulling each item put and attaching an price label to each item, and with his innate ability of increased reflexes and agility he finished this with in record time and had the items neatly placed on the center table where they stood out.

Morgan smiled softly to himself as he dusted himself off and he walked back over to the counter and lit a new stick of incense, this time it was sandalwood and breathed in deeply and drank in the strong smell that wafted through out his store. He loved incense, as they brought a sense of calm to his mind and also helped cover up his innate elven smell in such a way that most creatures with heightened sense would think he is a human who hovered around strong smelling incense too much. After all he did get a kick out of hiding in plain sight. However his amused reverie of a bubble was burst as he heard the door. He turned and saw a short girl walk in, she had long blonde hair, and almost a similar shade to his as the glamour displayed his hair. He was about to greet her when she started to have a sneezing fit as she walked around the room, looking at the items he had in stock and it seemed like she was looking for something in particular. Morgan stretched idly and leant against the counter and waited for her to come near him before he finally spoke up as he brushed a lock of his own ash blonde hair out of his glacier ice blue eyes. Amusingly enough her sneezing fit had not lifted as he started to talk to her in his typical melodic accented tone that mixed Irish with a Scandinavian accent.

“Bless you… however is there anything I can help you with?”

Tag; lacey
Words; 502
Notes; Sorry for the delay D: