You push the door open, and go to a desk. you spot a little bell, and ring it. a floorboard creaks nearby. You let out an ear-piercing shriek when you turn to come face-to-face with an adult ebilia. you stumble backwards and trip over a baby ebilia, and are catched. you look up at who caught you. a young, maybe around mid 20s, looking down at you. "you alright, mate?" She says, concern in her eyes. "Lasiski and her cubs are always playing pranks. sorry about that." You stifle a giggle when you realize she pronounced about as aboot. "So. what are you here for?" She suddenly stops and slaps her forehead."well, duh. this is an ART shop." She giggles. She moves into a back room, and brings out paintings."i can also take commisions, but, i'm TERRIBLE At drawing humans. don't ask." she laughs. "so.. what are the prices?" you ask. Draga points at a sign above her head. "up there." she says. "wait, LASISKI NO WAIT-" she runs off into the back room as the sound of shattering glass sounds from the other room.

you look up at the prices.

 100 tu-300tu

400-500tu