Post by The Taper Of The Ducts on Jun 7, 2005 16:37:54 GMT -5
Wulf, finding this shop, walked into it. It was quite dusty. On the walls were various vials that either looked suspiciously like water or looked like they'd be toxic to drink.
"Velcom, sir, to zee office of zee most excellent healah Talitha," said a woman in a very odd accent. "Vat cure vould you be needink?"
"Do you have a hangover cure?" Wulf asked.
"Most certainly," said the woman. She walked over to the shelf and chose, to Wulf's dismay, one of the bottles that had a brown liquid in it. "Zat vill be von seelver piece, please," she said.
Wulf produced the silver piece and handed it to the woman. Here I go, he thought, as he drank it. It tasted oddly of herbs and eggs. "Wow, I think that actually helped," said Wulf. "I'll be going now. Thank you," he said, and walked out of the shop.
"Velcom, sir, to zee office of zee most excellent healah Talitha," said a woman in a very odd accent. "Vat cure vould you be needink?"
"Do you have a hangover cure?" Wulf asked.
"Most certainly," said the woman. She walked over to the shelf and chose, to Wulf's dismay, one of the bottles that had a brown liquid in it. "Zat vill be von seelver piece, please," she said.
Wulf produced the silver piece and handed it to the woman. Here I go, he thought, as he drank it. It tasted oddly of herbs and eggs. "Wow, I think that actually helped," said Wulf. "I'll be going now. Thank you," he said, and walked out of the shop.
