Bohort's
As Sylarin walks through Narwell, he comes upon an interesting shop. The wood sign looks old and faded, but Sylarin can still make out the design of an arrow hitting a target. Nestled between two larger buildings on either side, the entrance to the small shop is a bright red door that creaks on its hinges as Sylarin steps inside. A kind looking old man steps out from behind the counter and approaches Sylarin, no doubt taking note of his equipment.
The shop is packed full of different arrows of all sizes and shapes, from simple wooden arrows to shiny polished silver and gold ones in a glass case. The contents of the shelves and cases were all arranged neatly, and not one speck of dust covered any of the wares.
"Greetings, sir and welcome to Bohort's! Perhaps I can interest you in some bow string, or perhaps some fine arrows?" the man said as he approached Sylarin.
"Hmm, I'm not sure," replied Sylarin, "I can tell the workmanship on these arrows is quite good, my family was in the business back home."
Bohort nodded appreciatively, and he and Sylarin commiserated over the finer points of arrow design until Sylarin had to move on and find someplace to eat.
Narwell
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