Your curiosity getting the better of you, you decide to take a peek inside the tent. With the port so close now, and still a fair amount of time left before nightfall - when the Monster Girls of wilderness would really came out in force - you figure it wouldn't hurt to waste a few minutes on the contents of this strange establishment.
Gently pushing the curtains over the entrance aside, you poke your head inside. What strikes you first is the size of the room inside; it's much, much bigger than the outside would suggest. You quickly conclude on the tent being magical in nature.
Close to the back of the spacious room sits a sturdy, heavy-looking wooden desk. Standing behind it is a hooded figure in a deep-bluish robe, who appears to be reading from a book that rests open on the desk. You can't make out a thing about them, and not because of the distance you are from them: their entire head, even their eyes, is masked by an unnatural, pitch-black darkness inside of the hood; their arms are fully-covered down to their wrists by the thick sleeves of their clothing; their hands, laying on the desk at either side of the book as they lean over it, are covered in black gloves; and anything below their waste is hidden behind the huge desk.
Look like more than just the tent itself is magical in nature...
The figure looks up from their book and spots you poking in halfway through the entrance of their tent.
"Welcome, stranger!" They greet warmly in a masculine voice, though that too might be another form of magic being used to obscure their true self, as they stand up straighter. "No need to be shy. Step inside. Browse my wares to your heart's content." They lift their hands from desk and hold them out, palms up and fingers spread, encouraging you to look towards both sides of the tent.
While a bit cautious, you decide to step inside completely. While the individual's lengths to conceal their appearance was a little unnerving, you didn't get any really bad feelings in your gut about them. Still, you'll keep your hand on the handle of your sword while your in here.
You turn your attention to the side on your right first. What you see makes your eyes widen. You briefly glance to the left side, and see the same thing: both sides of the tent are absolutely packed to the brim with racks and shelves and barrels full of...
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