Two Ladies

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The prospering market district of the Atira Capital was full of merchant shops, merchants, and their stalls with merchandise and products for sale. The district, in particular, was the sole reason why the capital was a major trade node considering it had a large port for shipment by sea and allowing traders from all across the continent some form of easier access than going through trade routes by land.

Occupying roughly 30 percent of the royal capital, it was the second-largest district with just 10 percent behind the housing district. It is also in this district where crime was rampant and dreams are fulfilled or shattered. Many people come here in the hopes of earning a large number of Aureus and finally escape from the rampant poverty which plagues the rest of the country.

Many have failed and are launched into more debt. Behind the shining stalls, delicious foods and the expensive merchandise are the starving slaves and peasantry who are forced to do labor for the merchants and nobles just so they could have a slice of bread, which was in short supply.

Due to the previous war with the Herldorion Kingdom, many fields to the east were burned and almost all of the harvests were seized by the enemy. Peace was seen as a defeat to the eyes of the peasantry, the Herldorion Kingdom did not repay any war damages and the harvests they stole remained in their storehouses.

Amidst the busy market however, there was a small store separated from the rest. 'Jinn's Merchandise' the sign hanged over the old door. A run-down yet fully stocked store separated from the busy streets, located in a secluded and abandoned area of the district, it was a wonder the store was still open.

Two figures emerge from the busy streets and diverged onto the abandoned street. Liz and Shialynn were on their way to buy supplies for the mission and the store was their place of business.

"Do you think the old lady has one I requested?" Shialynn asked as they walked, she had requested a peculiar magic item for her own personal use.

"You and your workings with men, you disgust me as always" Liz shrugged her off, displaying her coldness once more. Shialynn pouted, frisked her hair and blushed.

"Stop blushing, you bitch,"

"Hey! That's a bit too far..."

"You're a bitch" This time, Liz seemed to be teasing Shialynn rather than genuinely attacking her, much to the distress of the 'bitch' who was her friend.

The two arrive at the store, welcoming them was the old granny who had been running the store for ten years. Old and wrinkled, she wore a plain and old apron around her waist. The old lady was nearly bald but her smile hasn't changed since.

"Grannyyyyy!" Shialynn skipped towards the old lady, her eyes were shimmering like the stars. Though, her perverted voice didn't suit her expression.

"Hoho, well if it isn't my two best adventurers" Her voice was old and dry.

"It's been a while granny," Liz approached the two over by the counter and a smile appeared on her face.

"Well, it's only been a month but I am delighted you came again and uh... Shialynn..."

The old lady kneeled down and grabbed an item from one of her drawers.

Shialynn's eyes lit up even more as the item was presented in front of her.

The old lady placed the glass bottle over the counter, the bottle contained a rosy liquid of some sort which bubbled and fizzed.

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