Calilla stood in the rafters above the largest room of the shop. Far below shined the clean tile floor. Her various wares for sale were placed around, many looking rather sharp and deadly should she fall upon them from this height. She felt no fear however. Her balance was, whilst certainly not as perfect as that of the elves, as close as one could get whilst a mere mortal. Besides, she had a good grip on one of the beams.
Notice: With the Laurelin server shutting down, our website will soon reflect the Meriadoc name. You can still use the usual URL, or visit us at https://meriadocarchives.org/
