Ilassas Fine Garments

Ilassa's fine garments was anything but, It was an old worn down building with a faded sign, a woman wearing a dress, tacked to the left of the front door. Within it's front window stood an old dress form with a out of style dress hung upon it. A gnome woman sat a table, cloth, needle and thread in hand, working away on what looked to be a set of breeches. She smiles as you walk into her store, brushing herself off she stands to greet you. About the room hung some basic garments of various sizes and colours, most too gaudy for the average person but looked perfectly normal on a gnome.

"Greetings, what can I help you with? Do you need a new surcoat? Perhaps a new set of breeches. I have this lovely orange set over here and additional cloth available should it not be the proper size."


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Korkas looks down at the gnome, not many he gets to look down towards but a gnome was one of them "Miss, Nightwatch sent us. Gifts for Pelor's day." He offers his writ to her.

She grabs the writ from Korkas's hand, pulling up a pair of glasses she looked it over, speaking softly "Not done yet. Come back this afternoon. Had last minute order that I had to finish. They going to love all the dolls I made though." She glances over to a pile of cloth stuffed dolls upon the floor just behind her.

Korkas's nods his head to her and turns to leave.

The party returned late in the afternoon after having completed some of the other errands they find the dolls sitting by the front door in a sack, with a small note in gnomish

Sorry had to make a delivery. Here you go though. - Ilassa


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