Jaheira - I've missed you

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You were an elven witch, residing in Baldur's Gate for years.

You were petite in both high and size, and you preferred to be dressed either black or black and red robes.

You were running a little shop with magical high-quality items, which included from weave-enhanced clothing or rare, well-maintained ancient tomes to fresh potion ingredients.

Many esteemed wizards and witches preferred visiting your little shop to both have a little chat with you and purchase whatever ingredients they wished over going to Lorroakan's huge shop, due to his diminished quality and greed to make as much profit as he can.

As your shop's reputation grew, so did your clientele. You were pleasantly surprised when sorcerers, warlocks, even some harpers, and a bunch of clerics started visiting your shop for their material restocking.

You were beyond happy and pleased with the success of your shop.
By having more clients, you had more income to expand your inventory even further by adding more magical tomes, already brewed potions, potion making equipment, rarer and more ancient artifacts that many collectors were interested in and much more.

You felt like you were experiencing your best and favorite dream.

One day, as you were cutting some knotgrass to add to the potion you were making; you heard the door opening.

You greeted your customer politely, telling them to look around and ask you when they needed help, as you continued concentrating on your task at hand.

The customer walked to your counter and told you she had a list with plants she needed.

You nodded, adding the knotgrass in the cauldron and turning around to look at her.

She was stunning.

Her white, braided hair was falling on her shoulders, and her piercing haze was drawn on you. There was a little amused smirk on her lips as she looked at your form over the cauldron. Her right hand was hovering over a list, which she had placed on the counter and probably was the list with her needed supplies as she was supporting herself on her other hand's elbow against the counter. She was dressed in green with clothing resembling a Harper's.

You assumed she was one.

You didn't know why, but you immediately felt your cheeks heating up as you wiped your hands on a clean towel.

You walked over to her, standing at the other side of the counter, smiling at her. You introduced yourself, hoping to catch her name, and you did.

Jaheira.

Such a pretty name.

Jaheira pulled herself slightly away when you came closer, not wanting to make things awkward or look impolite.

She handed you her list with a variety of plants and potion ingredients. You quickly went through it.

"Mmmm. It's.... large, that's for certain." You commented as you finished reading it.

Jaheira chuckled. "I know. This is why I wrote everything down. I don't mind waiting a couple of days for such a large order."

You nodded as you went through it again. "It's alright. I just try to understand what you wish to brew with so many ingredients, that is all."

The woman smiled. "Just a general restocking. My son is a harper in training, so he empties my supplies rather fast."

You nodded as you examined the list a bit more before placing it back on the counter and starting to prepare her order.

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