[@Lumiere]

As Ahnciel turns the corner they find the girl waiting for them, sitting on a stack of wooden crates. The crates are lying on their side with an arrow pointing down towards the ground accompanied by some text, next to which is a word in large letters written in red. Both are upside-down however, so it's hard to read.

The girl grins as she sees Ahnciel turn the corner, and puts something into a bag to her left, though Ahnciel can't really see what it is.

"I see that you followed me as I'd hoped, I didn't actually expect you to do that." She says, eyeing Ahnciel's sword for a moment. "Relax, I won't attack you. Unless you attack me that is, which I'm hoping you don't do."

"You're a newcomer to town, right? I'm assuming you... didn't quite expect the... incident at the Inn, did you?"

[hr][@Quote5]

"Just one? Well, suit yourself." The man says, taking some coins from Karter and giving him a Luck Stone in return. The stone feels pleasantly warm to the touch. 

After putting the coins away, the man turns his attention back to Karter. "And, unfortunately I do not have any bullets, I'd rather work with fire spells than firearms really. Granted, there's no real legal way to easily obtain bullets anyway, the guys in charge would rather people not run around with guns you see."

Sighing, the man briefly turns his attention to the cat, who looks up at him and meows. Sighing again as the man likely realises the futility in attempting to communicate with a cat or something, he turns his attention back to Karter.

"Well, do you wish to buy more, or not?"

[hr][@Zyngard] (and [@Hokum] a bit)

Whiteleaf waves as Boris heads off towards the Town Hall, and then turns her attention to Kura, someone with who she could actually compete regarding height.

"Yes! I did!" She says, grinning as she opens her cookie bag to show Kura. "I did buy all the cookies! Want one?" She says, grinning as she takes out another cookie of her own.

"And... I don't actually remember if I saw someone else... I mean I'm sure I saw people but it might not be the people you are looking for!" Smiling, Whiteleaf sits down on one of the crates. "Tell me what they look like, maybe I remember. And if not, I might be able to help you search anyway!"