<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/cQfPzpd.jpg)</div><br/>Miyuki entered the shop and was greeted with a somewhat strong smell of lavender from at least a dozen burning candles that must have been infused with that essence.  All around her were unique and varied clothing that were fit for men and women of all shapes and sizes.  All of which seemed a bit stylish, some modest, others down right scandalous.  She called out, seeing no one in the shop, she called out,<em> "Hello, is anyone here?"</em><br/><br/>A moment later an elven man appeared from the back room.  she assumed he was a man, it was a little hard to tell, he was very effeminate and the odd cut of his coat almost gave the appearance of very small breasts.  No, Miyuki decided, he was a man.  He had a sewing needle in his mouth as he appeared, but quickly pulled it from his lips, thread still dangling from the end, and pinned it into the frilly ruffled scarf he was wearing as he eyed Miyuki up and down,<strong>"Ahhhhh hello hello hello miss, welcome to the world famous Far Davindi's Emporium for all things sartorial.  I am, as you probably guessed, the eminent and often imitated Far Davindi himself.  I hope that you are as honored to be in my presence as I am pleased to have such a lovely customer as yourself."</strong><br/><br/>He looked up and down at Miyuki's clothing and smiled adding,<strong>"I can see that a woman such as yourself has a taste for lovely garments, and think you have come to the right place.  Tell me my rather unique looking woman, what has brought you into my fine establishment today?"</strong>