After several breathless thankyous, Motto bolted to the shop across the street.<br/>He didn't know much about money, but the sack he was just given seemed to contain a lot of it.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Gypsys. </span>The shop was run by gypsys.  Motto hesitated before opening the shop's door.  This was the first of many challenges.  He was going to be Dragon Rider and no gypsy was going to stand in his way!  Balling up his fists, the young man entered and looked around.  Right away Motto noticed a very small woman with curly hair speaking with the gypsy shopkeeper.  At seeing it was a man, the hunter relaxed visibly and sniffed.  His nose told him there were others from places he hadn't been.  Smells he hadn't experienced yet.  A tall, slender pale man and two sun-kissed girls; all of them with furs or hide as clothing.<br/><br/>He strode purposefully up the to the beautiful female with the red hair and serious expression.  Bowing low to her, Motto spoke in the most respectful tone he knew.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #008000">"LoreMaster I am Motto.  Your student.  Thank you for teaching me."</span></span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="https://i.imgur.com/4MkaUdt.jpg">[ img ]</a>