[color=00a651][h1] [center]Zazar Palus The Fifth  [/center][/h1][/color]

[h1] [center]Winterhold, 10th of Sun's Dusk, 4E 205 [/center][/h1]

[url]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FNBf2yNOzhY&ab_channel=AmbientWorldsAmbientWorlds[/url]

Zazar arrived back at his shop after a scavenging trip to find some alchemy materials. He was lucky that the only hostile animals he ran into were wolves and some boar. The Argonian starts to fiddle with the keys of his store, eventually getting the door open but not without dropping the key a couple of times. The store itself was quite small with various magical items or alchemy materials on shelves against the wall. A wooden counter in the room littered with magical knick knacks and some spell books. Zazar quickly tidied the counter and the drawers around the shop. Taking a couple of moments to complete the clean up of his shop, going outside and putting up the sign that his shop was open. He was proud of his store, he had put his blood sweat and tears into maintaining the Magical Emporium. 

While waiting for some customers to come into his shop, Zazar was organizing some books when he heard the door opening. “Welcome  stranger to Zazar’s Magical Emporium, is there anything of interest you would like to buy?”  The Argonian walked over towards the counter, noticing that his first customer was a Khajiit female. “Oh hello, I was wondering if you have any hawk beak?” The woman was looking at the shelf behind Zazar. “I believe we have some in stock, is there anything you would like to purchase?” Zazar placed the hawk beak on the counter. “Yes, do you have any blue mountain flowers?” The Khajiit woman was searching through her gold purse. Zazar placed the flower on the counter as well, starting to negotiate the price with her, giving her a good price that would still benefit them both. After she had left there were a couple of customers that kept Zazar busy, and gave him a good amount of coin.  While waiting for some more customers to come, he was reading his favorite book called “The Lusty Argonian Maid”. He noticed the door opening once again and two Winterhold guards came into the store. “Hello Zazar, how’s your business going?” The first guards said with a smarmy sounding voice. The second guard was moving towards one of the shelves. “It is going fine thanks, and please do not touch my merchandise.” Addressing the second guard who was touching the spell books. 

“I think you can tell the reason why we are here, you need to pay your “taxes” to us.” The first guard said leaning closer towards Zazar. “But….but i already paid a couple of days ago. I will not pay extra to what i already paid.” The Argonian shook his head in disbelief. This caused the first guard to violently grab the collar of his robes, pulling him close so he was face to face with the guard. “You know if you don’t pay your taxes, then your store will be sold off and you hauled off to jail.” The second guard cheered and added into the conversation, “Yeah or perhaps we should send him back to his swamp with the rest of the lizards?” A notion that the first guard agreed on. “I think that would be for the best, all you beasts shouldn’t even be in Skyrim.” The first guards said as the second guard started knocking off some books from the shelves. “STOP THAT!!!” Zazar screamed loud enough that people outside the store could hear him.