It was a fairly expensive-looking mansion. Under normal circumstances, commoners and peasants wouldn't be allowed to come anywhere near it. Royals and commoners had to be kept away from each other, being from two different social classes. Wasn't that the usual reason?
However, there was a small signpost near the entrance to the mansion. While fairly fancy artistically, the quality was a little lacking. On the sign was an invitation to follow a little stony path going around the mansion and which seemed to lead all the way to the backyard. While darker and a little colder, the path was serene and peaceful. It was a little ways away under the trees to get to a small fence that showed the entrance to the backyard of the mansion.
By the entrance, into the backyard, was a small stand that had various papers and other things on it, with a relatively young man sitting behind it.
Despite his misleading appearance, the young man greeted you with a smile — a little hint of shyness behind in his remaining green eye. "Welcome," he greeted as he stood up to hold out his hand for a friendly shake. "I take it you're here for accessories, right? Since we're trying to help our community more, we've taken on this little volunteer work business," he started to explain as he picked up a paper form that had a multitude of different information written on it. "We know how some people and pets are constantly looking for accessories, for various reasons. Since we have a name that is well-known, we thought we could use our contacts to communicate with different agencies for you." He put that particular page down and then motioned to a small book. "If you're interested, just make sure to read the rules first. If you're still interested after that, feel free to fill out a form for your order."
However, there was a small signpost near the entrance to the mansion. While fairly fancy artistically, the quality was a little lacking. On the sign was an invitation to follow a little stony path going around the mansion and which seemed to lead all the way to the backyard. While darker and a little colder, the path was serene and peaceful. It was a little ways away under the trees to get to a small fence that showed the entrance to the backyard of the mansion.
By the entrance, into the backyard, was a small stand that had various papers and other things on it, with a relatively young man sitting behind it.
Despite his misleading appearance, the young man greeted you with a smile — a little hint of shyness behind in his remaining green eye. "Welcome," he greeted as he stood up to hold out his hand for a friendly shake. "I take it you're here for accessories, right? Since we're trying to help our community more, we've taken on this little volunteer work business," he started to explain as he picked up a paper form that had a multitude of different information written on it. "We know how some people and pets are constantly looking for accessories, for various reasons. Since we have a name that is well-known, we thought we could use our contacts to communicate with different agencies for you." He put that particular page down and then motioned to a small book. "If you're interested, just make sure to read the rules first. If you're still interested after that, feel free to fill out a form for your order."