Heroes and thieves at my door. I can’t seem to tell them apart anymore.

Aug 26, 2008 15:10

On 1854 W North Ave, a street address mentioned in a very specific journal entry there is a small bookstore. Fairly innocuous, really, and more than a little worthy of being completely overlooked, but if you happen to be a wanderer, intrigued by the words in the journal entry, it might be worth poking around inside.

Like most little shops, there's a bell on the door and when you step inside, it jingles a little to signal the shop owner that she has a customer- this is generally necessary as the owner is more than likely always in her basement. How she can hear the bells down there is anyone's guess, but she's been doing this for so long, it's ridiculously easy for her.

The shop interior, itself, is unremarkable and looks like every other used bookstore with the added bonus of smelling heavily of cigarette smoke. Most people who wander into this shop aren't coming for the books, however. They're coming for something else entirely.

Contrary to popular belief, Bambi Dalton is not a bookseller.

She's a forger.

[[OOC: Okay, kids, if you don't want to thread out the whole 'new identification' process, that's fine- you can feel free to assume that your characters stopped by Bambi's place and got what they needed from her, unless they're slow on the uptake and want to come by Bambi's place another day or what have you. XD Otherwise, that'll be a lot of threading. ♥]]

bambi dalton, dmitri lang, will tippin, sydney bristow, edna mode, doc brown

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