In Madam Petri's Shop of commodities, Penelope was seen through a green-tinted window, frowning.
She tramped through the store, her fingers stroking mysterious materials placed on the shelves.
The blue-coloured workers, Tifflings, huddled together in some corner, noticeably shaking with terror.
Their instincts screamed at their legs to flee, to escape this danger at once. Yet none dared to follow through, for the early bird gets the early death.
However, these terrors of theirs were truly misplaced, as Penelope's apparent anger aimed at another ailment. Businessmen, merchants, rioters, and outsiders- it was like everything was problematic lately.
So in tough times, tougher means needed acquiring. Therefore, she came here to acquire them-Old Ethêric.
The forbidden knowledge, shun for its absurdity, was abandoned for its uncertainty. It was unlike modern aêtheric arts, where the results are standardized and predictable.
