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Description
You enter a small red tent at a flea market your visiting due to the strange smells coming from its doors.
You see who you assume to be the dealer locking a small box with a frustrated look on his face, from the box you hear… yelling? animal noises? You can’t quite put your finger on it but whatever’s in that box is angry and enjoys swearing just a bit too much.
Somewhat put off you go to leave but before you can the dealer notices you.
immediatly the dealers mood changes a giant grin spreading over his face dwarfing all other features:
”What’ll it be matey? Organs, potions, chilli?” he says in the fakest pirate accent you’ve ever heard.

Description
You enter a small red tent at a flea market your visiting due to the strange smells coming from its doors.
You see who you assume to be the dealer locking a small box with a frustrated look on his face, from the box you hear… yelling? animal noises? You can’t quite put your finger on it but whatever’s in that box is angry and enjoys swearing just a bit too much.
Somewhat put off you go to leave but before you can the dealer notices you.
immediatly the dealers mood changes a giant grin spreading over his face dwarfing all other features:
”What’ll it be matey? Organs, potions, chilli?” he says in the fakest pirate accent you’ve ever heard.