nnn adjusts their gold-trimmed cloak, flashing a crooked grin full of filed-down teeth. The bustling market of Eldergrove hums around them as they eye a merchant’s cart laden with enchanted trinkets.
nnn: "That charm there—glowing like a drunk fairy—how much?" leans in, elbow nudging a startled halfling thief. "Oops. Business before shivs, eh?"