Kat PoV
Entering the bookstore that the merchant I had dealt with suggested, I looked around at the various shelves laden with leather bound books, each one adorned with some kind of symbol or writing along their spines.
Lounging in a chair behind the counter, an older woman flipped through book of her own, uncaring of the bell that clanged when I opened the door.
Her long gray hair was pulled into a tight bun, held in place by a gleaming silver pin, while her palish blue skin was spotted with small sparkles of silver.
Looking around the store, I frowned before approaching the counter, observing the woman for a moment longer before asking "Um, excuse me Ma'am? Do you carry maps inside this store?"
She remained silent, flipping over another page as her silver eyes scanned the worn paper, letting out a low sigh as she placed her finger one of the words - likely to hold her place - before finally turning to stare at me.
