Jeejonns' Gewjaws
Feeling reasonably happy just in general, Ageon took his time examining the stalls. Life was good. He didn't have a master telling him what to do (or what he couldn't do), he could go anywhere his feet could carry him, and his future was his own. With freedom came responsibility of course as he considered his lightening purse but Pullo seemed a good remedy to that particular near term problem.
"Your boots need resoled," Ageon stopped short as he heard a higher pitch almost nasally voice intone to his right. He didn't spot its owner at first but his smoke rings circling lazily in air about eye level. Looking down, the elf spotted the source, a wizened gnome of indeterminate years. If it wasn't for his well trimmed mustache and impressively winged eyebrows (both snow white), Ageon could have mistaken the gnome for a facsimile of one carved from an gnarled tree stump that someone left in the market and put a patchwork of brightly colored clothes on.
"Well I suppose you are in the best position to judge that master gnome," Ageon replied to the gnome puffing away at his well loved long stemmed reddish-brown pipe.
"Sit young elf," was the gnome's reply as he tapped Ageon's leg with his pipe and then tapped a nearby barrel.
Ageon was surprised to find himself barefoot in moments being stared at by two rather large dogs laying nearby with a gnome tapping away at his boots on a worktable he flipped down from his cart. He noticed stenciled along the side of the cart in bright lettering 'Jeejonn's Gewjaws'.
Watching Jeejonn work quickly and precisely with his small hammer and clever hands consumed Ageon's attention and soon both boots were repaired.
Putting his tools away and flipping up his workbench again the gnome turned back to the elf announcing, "Eight commons. Four per boot and good as new."
Coins passed hands and boots were put back on without a word with Ageon wandering off wondering what just happened.
Jeejonn's Gewjaws
Proprietor: Jeejonn
Jeejonn is known throughout the region, from the Wild Coast to Verbobonc and the Kron Hills. The venerable gnome has been traveling the roads and trails in the Gnarley Forest and lands surrounding for as long as anyone can remember, driving his little dog-cart, repairing the odd item and selling even odder items from his miscellaneous collection of random junk carefully organized in one of the many drawers and storage boxes on his cart. When it comes to fulfilling the everyday needs of townsfolk, farmers, woodsmen, miners, and shepherds along his path, he always seems to have something they can use at exactly the right time.
When not pulling his cart, his two grey furred heavily muscled working dogs are found lazing nearby, usually in the shade, though quite attentive to their gnomish master. Taller than than Jeejonn at the shoulder and have the look of a little wegwuir wardog blood in them. Jeejonn likes to joke that their preferred treat is kobold, goblin, and bandit though in no particular order of preference.
(Location- Small 'stall' on the south end of the market nearly center of the map with reddish 'awning'.)
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