[The shop is large enough that if he wanted, he could ignore the other elf in it completely (and he can tell it's an elf by those tapered ears, long and pointed). While he maintains a healthy distance, a mixture of suspicion and wary interest keep his eyes on the stranger.
Fenris says nothing when the elf begins speaking, although his brow draws tight with confusion at the words. He hasn't approached the globe himself; there's something unusual about it that makes him stay away. He would not be surprised if magic is at work here.
Glass shatters across the floor, causing him to start forward, body tense.]
What are you doing? [He doesn't ask out of concern for the shop's wares. He watches the elf tear apart a small stuffed rabbit with bewilderment.] Although I suppose it's an effective method, if you're seeking an angry merchant.
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Fenris says nothing when the elf begins speaking, although his brow draws tight with confusion at the words. He hasn't approached the globe himself; there's something unusual about it that makes him stay away. He would not be surprised if magic is at work here.
Glass shatters across the floor, causing him to start forward, body tense.]
What are you doing? [He doesn't ask out of concern for the shop's wares. He watches the elf tear apart a small stuffed rabbit with bewilderment.] Although I suppose it's an effective method, if you're seeking an angry merchant.