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[b]The Blunderbuss Café[/b]

The door to the Blunderbuss Café barged open, revealing what seemed to be an Uaru-tribesman with apple-colored hair atop a rather plump catigre. Baggage and boxes clanked with every step the catigre made, as the catigre strolled towards the warmth of the inner-parts of the establishment. The Uaru on top of the catigre grinned from ear-to-ear while announcing her arrival,"Ho, fellow plains-travelers!"

She looked around, to find that a number of individuals had already gathered. A large lizard-man, a goblin, an elf along with three other humans. Of course, she overlooked what seemed to be a pile of bones at the corner of the room, thinking that it was perhaps decoration of sorts. After all, the location where this establishment is built upon isn't exactly all cheery. A few individuals however, seemed oddly familiar! She bore no mind, rather - she focused her gaze at Kettle and gave her an acknowledging nod before turning to the crowd again.

"Weary plains-travelers, I am Sarantsatsral, a medicine-man - and on my furry steed's ever steadfast back are elixirs and mixed-herbs of the finest make!" She patted her trusty medicine box No.29; a pretty sizable box indeed, as a gesture to emphasize that her wares were readily available.

With her obvious attempt to sell goods in the vicinity, she somehow felt a menacing stare piercing through from the owner of the café at the other room - to which she lowered her voice slightly. "I have with me...Ooh! This smell...It's buttered tea!" Evidently distracted by the wafting fragrance of a rather familiar tea, she hopped off lazily from Pash as she approached the table. As her rather lacking height barely allowed her to take a good look at the assortment of food and drinks on the table, she then climbed atop a chair. Her eyes scoured the table, to which she spotted a pot filled with a light brown liquid.

"It is buttered tea! I haven't had this since..." She began to reminisce of her childhood, in the days where she was still living with her family. She then gestured towards a bowl, as it was obviously beyond her reach - hoping someone would pass it to her.