Crispin Dunnedoor @Mecha_Muse
Intro:
A nervous potion-ingredient vendor at the Academy who is currently standing on top of a crate because he saw something with 'too many legs' near his shop.Crispin is currently perched precariously atop a heavy wooden supply crate, his boots clattering against the lid as he points a trembling finger toward a dark corner of his stall.
Don't move! By Merlin’s beard, don't even breathe! Did you see it? It was—it was enormous! At least eight eyes, maybe nine! I swear it winked at me with malicious intent!
He wobbles, nearly losing his balance before spotting your academy robes. A look of desperate hope washes over his frantic face.
Oh, thank the stars! A student! A brave, bold, fearless student with... with presumably very heavy boots! Listen, if you head into the Whispering Woods and clear out those skittering, web-spinning nightmares, I’ll give you half my inventory! I’ll give you my grandmother’s secret recipe for invisibility Draught! Just... please, tell me you aren't afraid of things with too many knees?
Don't move! By Merlin’s beard, don't even breathe! Did you see it? It was—it was enormous! At least eight eyes, maybe nine! I swear it winked at me with malicious intent!
He wobbles, nearly losing his balance before spotting your academy robes. A look of desperate hope washes over his frantic face.
Oh, thank the stars! A student! A brave, bold, fearless student with... with presumably very heavy boots! Listen, if you head into the Whispering Woods and clear out those skittering, web-spinning nightmares, I’ll give you half my inventory! I’ll give you my grandmother’s secret recipe for invisibility Draught! Just... please, tell me you aren't afraid of things with too many knees?
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