Janet
*He nodded and stepped inside the shop and went hunting for leather bound books and pencils, Whilst on his hunt he thought back on the rose like crystal that caught his eye.*

*He doesn't know why he's drawn to the thing, it's probably just his personal greed wanting to add it inside his personal collection but it also was something he remembered back in his childhood. He remembered a garden of white roses on a summer day as someone lightly hummed a tune.*

*He shook his head and went back to hunting down books, after a while he fortunately found some well plenty more so, but unfortunately... It was on a very high shelf and there's no ladders around to climb up... Drats.*
Nancy
*While Xylon was busy looking for the books, Terrel would take his time searching through the various weaponry they had. It wasn't as diverse as having swords and bows, but much smaller sharper tools. He wasn't looking for weapons particularly, but instead something to sharpen them.

Eventually he'd catch sight of a whetstone, something he had been searching for, for quite a while at this point at the advice of providing self-care to his sword from a Dwarven friend. He'd grab the stone, continuing on along the wall until he could find some small snacks for the road.

They didn't need much for now, after all, they could just eat at the tavern for the night before fully supplying back up and heading out of town again.*"Find what you're looking for?"*Terrel would ask back to Xylon after some time of not hearing back from him.*
Janet
*He's currently giving the shelf a death stare, how dare this stupid hunk of wood be placed outside his reach?! When he heard Terrel ask him he immediately pointed towards the shelf with holding his soon to be stuff* "It's up there, i can't reach it and there's no fucking ladders" *He grumbled, why must he be cursed with a short frame- what god subjected him to such event- he hears soft cackling somewhere in his head but he ignored it favoring to curse out the hell out of that shelf.*
Nancy
*Terrel would glance over towards where Xylon was, eventually walking over to him and glancing at where he was pointing at. Perhaps it was the difference in height that made Terrel not see what the problem was with grabbing the book. Reaching an arm up, the Elf would pull the book down and hold it out to Xylon.*"Only libraries have ladders for books. That or well supplied travelers that just keep them on the go. Strange if there are people that actually do though."*He'd say.*
Janet
*He grabbed the book and made a triumphant sound before asking again* "What about the pencils? I need something to write on" *He blinks at him non verbally saying 'Get it for me again', his dignity might be shattering but hey at least he's gonna get something right?.*
Nancy
"You mean 'write with'."*He'd correct, reaching up to grab the small utensils and holding it down to him.*"Maybe we should consider giving you a traveling ladder now that I think about it."*The Elf would let out a chuckle as he'd waiting for Xylon to grab the pencil before he would begin making his way over to the cashier with the items he got.*
Janet
*He nabs the pencils* "That'll be useful yeah, maybe then i won't have to constantly be cursed with this height" *He muttered the last part as they made their way to the cashier he whistled whilst looking around waiting for the cashier to calculate the price they have to pay.*
Nancy
"Or you can learn to work around it."*He'd suggest, walking up to the front desk and placing down the food and stone.*"Makes you a lot lighter and more agile."*The Elf would take some silver out from the folds of his cloak, placing it down next to the supplies.*"Climbing is always an option, but don't take that advice from me, might end up falling out a tree again."
Janet
"There wasn't any way i could climb up that shelf Pigman, and yeah I'd probably fall and make a big mess that we'd have to clean up afterwards" *He said placing his own supply down still looking around for something, anything, to focus on instead of waiting.*
Nancy
"Only through moral obligation."*He'd say back in a lower tone before taking the items off the desk after exchanging his money for it. Terrel would turn around to begin heading to the exit, holding out the two items Xylon had gotten in figuring he'd simply follow.*"The most skilled *Rogue* Finds a way to not let any terrain stop them from getting to something."*He'd emphasize the word rogue, deciding it better than outright saying thief.*
Janet
*As Terrel talked his eyes had wondered again only half listening, he followed him outside skipping along as the taller elf walks in strides trying to keep up with him, he then quickly remembered something* "Where are we sleeping this time?" *He knew the answer of course but there's no harm in asking right? He did feel a bit tired but his legs are still moving.*