The Brass Constellary
Est. 2026 • Half-Elf Artificer (Alchemist)
The Brass Constellary
The caravan smells faintly of ozone and old paper. A tiny brass skylark is chained to the merchant's counter and whistles once on the hour. The merchant insists...
Shopkeeper
Morrow Lys, a Half-Elf Artificer (Alchemist) (Lvl 9)
Keeper's Species
Half-Elf
Shop Inventory
(24)A small glass vial of ruby liquid. Common and reliable, favored by road medics.
A larger, corked phial with a quick, warming glow. Stronger than the common potion.
A dusty vial labeled in three languages. Useful against venoms and foul drafts.
A satchel of heavy woven cloth whose mouth seems to swallow light. Perfect for hauling oddities.
A plain ring with a tiny engraved star; it makes the wearer feel a fraction safer.
A parchment square sealed with red wax. The script shifts like flame under your gaze.
Two palm-sized stones set into leather thongs; when one is held and spoken into, the other faintly vibrates.
A bandanna woven in a pattern that resembles a moving night sky.
An odd compass whose needle trembles when near places that hum with otherworldly energy.
A coin that seems to drink a single secret and hold it in its edge.
A small lantern whose glow slips through shadow like a hand through smoke.
A bottle that hums like a distant tide. The melody calms minds for a short time.
A small pouch of sticky, fibrous thread used to tangle boots and gear or make quick snares.
A tiny brass bird with glass eyes that perches on your finger and whistles in a staccato rhythm.
A map whose ink seems to crawl and redraw itself with the road's mood.
A dependable length of rope, treated to resist rot and fraying.
Dried meat, hard bread, and a small packet of dried fruit. Cheap and filling.
A waxed torch on a short stick. Useful, dirty, and reliable.
A tight roll of padded wool. Keeps you off the cold ground.
A well-seamed leather skins for water and small storage.
A deep-green cloak embroidered with tiny silver runes; it feels reassuring to the wearer.
Slim boots stitched from pale leather; footsteps seem to swallow themselves.
A finely-made longso rd with faint star-forged runes along the fuller; well-balanced and true.
A short wand with a tiny opal that twinkles when a dart of force is summoned.
Morrow Lys
Shop Atmosphere
“The caravan smells faintly of ozone and old paper. A tiny brass skylark is chained to the merchant's counter and whistles once on the hour. The merchant insists on bargaining with short riddles and will offer an extra half-price for a truthful compliment.”
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