Despite the shop's rather generic, and frankly umremarkable, appearance and atmosphere, Brandy seemed to be nontheless very excited. Running to and fro along the aisles and shelves of goods, it was nothing less than a sheer miracle that she hadn't knocked anything over yet. Her proclivity to also get ontop of every step-ladder she could find in the shop was also cause for concern, as the clerk at the counter was giving her and Alice the stink-eye anytime she did... Not that the bubbly satyr noticed, of course.

After a bit of pointless running running around and idle chit-chatting, Brandy finally stopped infront of a particular shelf. Turning to face it, her eyes scanned up and down, side to side and then digaonially along the racks of various item, seeming to searching for something. And then! Like a bolt of lightning from the clear sky, her eyes lit up with sparkles as they fell upon the legendary and mysterious item she'd beenj searching for!

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A wood-carved rooster.

Yup. That sure was a wooden rooster, carved with a knife. Not of particularly good make either. Not bad, like, you could tell it was a rooster and everything, but it wasn't extraordinairy or remarkable in any way... It did have 'Gnarlton General' carved into both wings though.

"There it is! Maa-haa~! The [i]Rooster General[/i]! I'm so lucky, I was 'totes sure someone else woulda been in and bought it before I could. Phew." The satyress let out a sigh of relief, as if she'd just been able to grab the last jar of discount mayonaise from a supermarket's limited-time sale or something... Grabbing the woody hen-statue, she held it up and turned it over a few times, before holidn it out to Alice.

"Ain't it great, Al?  Who thinks up stuff like this, I mean? A chicken that's a general? Maa-haa-haa! That's so silly, I love it." The tanned bombshell laughed, apparently completely ignorant that what she thought the text on her prize's sides meant wasn't in fact what they meant at all....

Bringing the carving over to the clerk, she proudly presented her purchase to the clerk, who stared at it for a bit, before looking up at Brandy. He said somehting under his breath, along the lines of: I never thought anyone would buy this old things - or something of that nature, but Brandy either didn't hear it, or didn't care. Regardless, she paid the rather pitiful cost of the rooster, smiling from ear to ear as she picked it up and held it up into the air, with a fanfare of: Doo-doo-dee-doo~ playing in the background, somehow...

"Oh yeah! That reminds me. Al, you wanna get something while we're here too? Might be some thick sticks for you to gnaw on." A smug-looking Brandy said with suggestively half-closed eyes.

Other than that though, she gently put the carved statuette into her oversized backpack and then hefted said pack back onto herself. If Alice had nothing she wanted to buy or get before they left, the pair could just head on over to the south gate and meet up with Sofia.