[Gale, too, has become a regular visitor of this particular shop, and while his selections have been far more varied, a good number of the dubloons he's earned in recent weeks have found themselves quickly exchanged in favor of building up a personal library. One of the things he misses most about home is his vast collection of books; he'd been away from his tower in Waterdeep for some time before coming here and had already been feeling its absence, but he'd at least had a number of tomes with him at camp. Here? He'd arrived with almost nothing beyond his travel journal and a few odds and ends.
He smiles at the shopkeep as he does during each visit, offering a wave in passing as he starts down one of the aisles. The figure standing there in a caplet and hood only draws a passing glance from him as he passes, but once he has, that gasp of hers has him chuckling softly and pausing to turn back, tipping his head slightly.]
A particularly thrilling passage, I take it? Nothing like a good book.
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He smiles at the shopkeep as he does during each visit, offering a wave in passing as he starts down one of the aisles. The figure standing there in a caplet and hood only draws a passing glance from him as he passes, but once he has, that gasp of hers has him chuckling softly and pausing to turn back, tipping his head slightly.]
A particularly thrilling passage, I take it? Nothing like a good book.
[He knows who he is.]