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Kolyakun || Fenris || Male || Moodboard
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A small shop was set up in the middle of Ridserra, cutely decorated with nicknacks and magical items galore. Row upon row, neat, dustless jars all faced forward with their labels printed with the utmost care, the same script replicated with even strokes of a quill. On closer inspection, they were categorized according to their contents and then alphabetized within their categories. Brooms, cloths and feather dusters patrolled the small shop as if propelled by invisible arms, sweeping, wiping, dusting. Several cauldrons bubbled and steamed, continuously being mixed by self-stirring spoons. Every kind of cloak you could ever want hanging outside, double lined, velvet, fur-trimmed winter cloaks, light linen summer cloaks, each with a tag progressively growing in price.
A meek woman quietly approached the shop, eyes set on an amulet hanging just outside of her reach, upon noticing the woman, Fenris the owner of every knickknack, every coat and all the magical items within the shop beamed, lips curving into a polite and charming smile.
“Hello, dearest!” Fenris exclaimed, his expression lighting up as he turned around to meet her flushed gaze. The wizard leaned over the counter, grabbing the amulet she’d been eyeing and held it close to her face, letting her inspect it for a brief second before holding it up close to her face.
“This fire opal amulet," he purred "really brings out the colour of your eyes." The lie fell easily off his lips as he watched the woman fluster at his words. Pausing briefly as he tried to decipher an excellent price for the amulet he let the chain weave between his fingers, pulling it back to himself, letting his eyes roam over the jewel before turning back to her.
“Tell you what I-” Fenris stopped mid-sentence, eyes drifting over as movement in the corner of his vision caught his attention, an officer who seems to be just as interested in him as the woman was in the necklace had started to close the distance between the two of them, Fenris decided then that it was time to leave.
“I’m sorry darling, our time together seems to have been cut short.” Fenris reached out to caress her hair with his free hand, charming smile back on his lips as he snapped his fingers, causing his store to fold up and fit inside a small leather briefcase.
Fenris bowed, leaning down to pick up the case in the same action before glancing at both the woman and the officer. With a start, he had begun to run, his destination? The city gates. Despite Fenris'’ sharp turns and sneaky pivots down the back roads, it seemed the authorities had managed to corner him regardless; more of them now than before, wands drawn and ready.
“Boys, boys, boys~ come on now. You’re no fun.” Fenris teased playfully, smirk settling on his lips as he cocked his hip off to one side playfully waving to a couple of them.
“You’re under arrest, Fenris, for the charges of identity theft and selling false magical items to unsuspecting customers,” one of the police officers barked. “Surrender your wand!”
“Oh my, I don’t think I can do that, sir,” he shrugged dramatically, wand sliding out of his sleeve, twirling it absentmindedly in his hand as he looked around. “It's not as if they ask if they're real or fake, most people buy purely for aesthetics mister officer, I'm not claiming that they're the real thing at all... are you really going to arrest me for others stupidity? Actually, you know, I don't feel under arrest at all...”
Fenris hummed, flicking his wrist, causing a temporary paralysis to fall over the authorities. “Didn’t you learn your lesson last time? I’m much harder to catch than that!” With a laugh, Fenris had cloaked himself, no longer visible to the eye, before making his escape. This was nothing new for Fenris. Risky business always brought on a thrilling escape. By now the paralysis would have worn off, but it didn’t matter. Fenris had already made it to the city gate and could strut his way out with no further implications.
Maybe the next town over would have a nice place to set up shop.
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