<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/GIs9Hkw.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Name:</strong> Cassandra Cailleach (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=277865.msg13657461#msg13657461)<br/><strong>Date:</strong> September 2nd<br/><strong>Time:</strong> 1 PM<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Cailleach Poitigeir (https://imgur.com/4djJNPk)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Issac Sankale, Closed<br/><strong>Warning:</strong><br/><hr/><hr/><div class="floatleft"></div>Cassandra mentally rolled her eyes at being called miss Cailleach. It made her feel older than she was but she reminded herself that with as young as she was it would help if others saw her as older, more experience. Keeping this in mind she settled for replying, only slightly mockingly, with. “Mr. Sankale.” She was already grabbing the box that had his behavior quickly depart from the usual. Dropping the box on the counter she laid both hands on the flat surface watching him switch the sign on her shop to ‘CLOSED’ which earned him a raised eyebrow and a stern look <br/>but she knew he would have his reasons and held her tongue. <br/><br/>A rare item, something that would have terrible consequences if misused. It was all things she had heard before, usually from someone trying to swindle her or a fool that believed they had something special. She had known Issac for a few years already and he was definitely neither of those. A joke? He did not seem the type either. Her curiosity burning she reached for the handkerchief but stopped and let what he said sink in. She believed him and it only made her want to know what was inside more. “Dúnta” she said the strange word in an almost musical tone. The doors to her shop locked and the windows shimmered a glamour on them to make the place look empty. <br/><br/>Pulling open the handkerchief a long silvery hair was inside almost seeming to glow in the dim lights of her shop. “Unicorn hair.” She said. It was definitely rare, she had only seen something like this a few times on her life. Picking it up she could feel the magic in it thrum and pulse. “It’s strong. Freely given?” The realization dawned on her. “To a de…” She held her tongue again not wanting to insult him. Demons were not all necessarily evil but few were willing to believe that which made a unicorn gifting a hair to one, even one like Issac, remarkable. <br/><br/>The only hairs she had handled before were taken by force. Something about the violence usually associated with something like that seemed to taint the purity of the magic, weaken it. Making them mostly useless for the spells and charms people lusted after them for. Running the length of the hair through her fingers Cassandra began thinking of all the things she could do with it before remembering it was not hers to do with as she pleased. Reluctantly she set the hair down on the cloth it had been brought in and sighed sadly. “So what would you like done with it?” Even if the use was not hers to choose working with it was still something she craved. <br/><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Name:</strong> Cassandra Cailleach (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=277865.msg13657461#msg13657461)<br/><strong>Date:</strong> September 1st<br/><strong>Time:</strong> 3PM<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Cailleach Poitigeir (https://imgur.com/4djJNPk)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Vyx, Open<br/><strong>Warning:</strong>  <br/><hr/><hr/><br/>“Yes.” Cassandra said with a nod. “There are a few there that might be up to assisting me. I’ve considered that and a few other things, none of which Grams would have approved of. Especially…” Her glance darted to a globe shaped flask larger than a basket ball filled with dull green liquid in the corner. “Well she wanted to keep things in the family. It’s carried on for generations and she wanted that to continue. I’m not going to have a child just to make my life easier though and I’m just not ready for one yet I’m to young.” She shrugged a blank look on her face. “I’ll just have to figure out a way to make things work until I can find someone I trust to help. I’ve been doing ok so far just doesn’t leave a lot of free time. Even end up sleeping here sometimes.” Laying the back of her hand on Vyx forehead she smiled at the woman. “Sounds like you spend a lot of time at the college, how many years have you studied there?”</td></tr></tbody></table></td></tr></tbody></table>