Chars inventory started relatively calm. Ignoring the ledger on the counter, he got to work opening a cupboard. Empty. He hung his head low and let out a large sigh, acknowledging that this was going to be the case with all the other stores. He opened the next one, empty, and the one after that, also empty. His calm demeanor turned into trepidation as he wildly began to fling open everything he could. An empty store front lay before Char as he panted from running around, his tail standing upright and bristling.<br/><br/>He stomped over to the back storeroom and poked his head in. A quick sniff of the air told him everything he needed to know. The air was heavy with stale smells from herbs and minerals that<i>should</i>be in the storeroom. A deep anger began to form in the pit of his stomach as he ran up the stairs to see where the expensive wares, secret stashes, and off the book items that should be hidden from the public. All gone. Char slumped to the floor and felt utter defeat replace his anger. He looked around and saw the door to Lilya's room. The anger returned as a burning fury and he hissed loudly as he pounced on it. He tore apart what was left of her room and found nothing. She wasn't even considerate enough to leave behind a single porn mag for his troubles.<br/><br/>Char threw his head back and let out another loud hiss<b>"Grrrrrr that fucking bitch took everything! What kind of creature can do this to their own kind?!"</b>He proceeded to get out of the room and head back downstairs before he did anything drastic to his old Mistress' room out of spite. It was his room now after all.<br/><br/>Grabbing the ledger of doom, Char flipped it open and almost immediately threw up from shock. How long had she let this place fall to the wayside? Was<i>he</i>the only thing keeping this place afloat for the years he was here? He had never seen so many zeros on a number before, especially on an owed amount. Slamming the book shut, he pinched his brow and let out a deep breath.<b>"If I ever find you again Lilya, I will force feed you your own tail."</b><br/><br/>Adrenaline fueled his body now, and he had to do something about this incredibly large mess that he was responsible for. The store would need to stay closed for a while until he was given time to replenish his stock, and somehow make his services necessary to the inhabitants of his city. His chances of materializing gold and silver form thin air were more likely to succeed than bringing this trash heap from the brink. Char ran upstairs and quickly got dressed in his adventuring gear and retrieved his bag he used for holding resources. The grind had to start somewhere, and he would need to hit it hard.<br/><br/>Looking back at his room, he thought back on how he arrived here. His own laziness and perverseness got him put here. His laziness wouldn't help him get out of this, but there was no telling how or where his perverted mind could take him. He jumped down the stairs and got set to walk out the door on a brave new adventure.