Morning dawned on Soren, a small, independent village founded on racial harmony. The citizens awoke, and went about their daily business. One citizen in particular, Emtardas, the eccentric general store owner, walked to the edge of town, peering at the horizon in anticipation.
"What are you looking for?" asked the small, dark-skinned young child behind him in a deadpan voice.
"Reas! Get back to the store and man the counter!" Emtardas said, exasperated.
"I left clipboard out so our customers can write their requests in. I'll deliver the goods afterwards," Reas explained.
"Still, it leaves a bad impression if our customers can't get what they want when they want, and instead have to wait for your delivery..." Emtardas explained, but Reas refused to budge, staring up at him with zir piercing, red eyes. "...fine, the traveling merchant that used to come? She's retiring, but she told me she'd find someone to replace her. We've recently run out of a few things so I'm waiting for the caravan to arrive and to see what her replacement's like."
"I'll keep watch; you should go back to the shop, our customers are waiting," Reas said, not without a little mischief.
"You get back to work!" Emtardas cried.
"What are you looking for?" asked the small, dark-skinned young child behind him in a deadpan voice.
"Reas! Get back to the store and man the counter!" Emtardas said, exasperated.
"I left clipboard out so our customers can write their requests in. I'll deliver the goods afterwards," Reas explained.
"Still, it leaves a bad impression if our customers can't get what they want when they want, and instead have to wait for your delivery..." Emtardas explained, but Reas refused to budge, staring up at him with zir piercing, red eyes. "...fine, the traveling merchant that used to come? She's retiring, but she told me she'd find someone to replace her. We've recently run out of a few things so I'm waiting for the caravan to arrive and to see what her replacement's like."
"I'll keep watch; you should go back to the shop, our customers are waiting," Reas said, not without a little mischief.
"You get back to work!" Emtardas cried.