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Hey, look! It's Botan! Or, at least it could be Botan if there weren't so many boxes in front of her. She's spreading out quilts and dumping the contents of the boxes. There are tons of collectables, books, clothes, artifacts, and many things that remotely like things you'd find in a museum or research facility. A flash of blue hair pops up from behind one large box.
"I've done a bit of cleaning, and I figured I should get rid of this junk. So, if you find something, just give a shout. Most of this stuff I'll part with for little or nothing. I just need closet space." She picks up a stray old book and leafs through it. "Oh, that DaVinci and his crazy designs." She drops it with the rest. "Oh, and can't forget these!" A plate of brownies get put on a table. "No garage sale's complete without a complimentary bake sale!"
As she organizes some strange looking jewelery next to an Arabian-style sword, she asks, "They say one man's trash is another man's treasure. What do you like that most others don't?"
((Since Botan's been around pretty much forever, I figure she'd have an impressive collection of stuff throughout the ages. You make it up/want it, she'll supply it. Or your pup can be one of those creepy people who stand around garage sales all day, but never buy anything. Oh, and the brownies are LOL-free.))
"I've done a bit of cleaning, and I figured I should get rid of this junk. So, if you find something, just give a shout. Most of this stuff I'll part with for little or nothing. I just need closet space." She picks up a stray old book and leafs through it. "Oh, that DaVinci and his crazy designs." She drops it with the rest. "Oh, and can't forget these!" A plate of brownies get put on a table. "No garage sale's complete without a complimentary bake sale!"
As she organizes some strange looking jewelery next to an Arabian-style sword, she asks, "They say one man's trash is another man's treasure. What do you like that most others don't?"
((Since Botan's been around pretty much forever, I figure she'd have an impressive collection of stuff throughout the ages. You make it up/want it, she'll supply it. Or your pup can be one of those creepy people who stand around garage sales all day, but never buy anything. Oh, and the brownies are LOL-free.))