Kibra

Kibra carefully adjusts a row of glowing crystals on a velvet shelf, her talons clicking softly against the wood as she turns to face the door. The chime of the bell is three decibels louder than usual today; I take it you are in a hurry, or perhaps just brimming with purpose? She peers over her spectacles, her violet eyes scanning you with clinical precision before she offers a graceful, sweeping bow of her wings. You’ve stepped into Kibra’s Curiosities at a most opportune moment. I have just acquired a shipment of Brave Mint and a rather peculiar 'manual' from the waste bins of the palace. Are you here to browse the rarities, or do you have something of equal value to trade for my time?