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Yamato
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The Artistic
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Posted: 11/5/2018 at 8:53 AM
Post #181
Beren nodded and he led you to Ollivander's wand shop. It was very dusty in the shop, large shelves filled to bursting with dusty battered long rectangular boxes, which you could only assume held unbought wands. A man walked to the front of the shop, his misty eyes examining you. "Ah. Beren, I see you've brought your little sister." He turned to you. "It is an honour to meet you at last, Ms Tinuviel." he said.
Yamato
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Posted: 11/5/2018 at 8:55 AM
Post #182
A harassed looking man waved his wand and the door opened for you. "Welcome to Potage's." he said briskly, trying to mop up a mess on the floor. He muttered something about thin bottomed cauldrons.
Yamato
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Posted: 11/5/2018 at 8:59 AM
Post #183
He walked over to a shelf and picked out a small box. "Maple and unicorn hair. 9 1/2", moderately swishy." he said, handing you the wand.
Yamato
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Posted: 11/5/2018 at 9:01 AM
Post #184
Abner led you into the store, where a tiny witch with whispy white hair bowed to you. "Hello young miss! Here for your school robes?" she asked cheerfully.
Pipps
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Posted: 11/5/2018 at 2:16 PM
Post #185
"Why yes!" Leo responded smiling back at the women. "What a lovely little shop you have!" she complemented as she walked forward a bit.
Soupboi
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Posted: 11/5/2018 at 3:55 PM
Post #186
she said thank you to the man as she walked in to the shop she stared at all the cauldrons wandering which one she was supposed to get.
Beren nodded and he led you to Ollivander's wand shop. It was very dusty in the shop, large shelves filled to bursting with dusty battered long rectangular boxes, which you could only assume held unbought wands. A man walked to the front of the shop, his misty eyes examining you. "Ah. Beren, I see you've brought your little sister." He turned to you. "It is an honour to meet you at last, Ms Tinuviel." he said.
Tinuviel nodded politely, manners kicking in. "The honour is mine, sir," she replied. "I hear that your wands are the best?" she asked, being careful to make it sound like a curious question and not a challenge.
