

The Fantasy Library
The Message Bird
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Upon entering the messager's shop, you're immediately hit with the smell of many exotic flowers.
Some of which you don't even recognize. Perhaps it's to overpower the smell of the birds.
Upon first glance, you can see a great many bird cages strewn about the wooden building.
They all seem to be a very clean, fine silver metal. Within some of them, birds of many colors, shapes, and sizes.
Jet black, rose red, ocean blue, forest green and many other colors. It looks like their food, sitting in little baskets in the
cages, is gathered instead of bought. You can tell this man takes his work seriously.
Upon closer inspection of the actual building, you see it's very well maintained. The floor and walls
are made of simple, yet well-crafted, rich brown wooden boards. With a darker brown trimming in the corners and edges.
The ceiling, however, consists of what would be the roof structure and beams that stretch across the building.
Windows of well-managed glass and wood window panes, provide light from the left and right of the room.
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There is a man wearing common clothing. A white cotton shirt and rugged tan pants. He clutches a glass jar of some kind in
one hand while he wipes it with a small gray cloth. His skin tone is a light brown. You see he is a bit old as wrinkles invade what
would be nice smooth skin. As he notices your entrance he turns to look at you and gives you a warm smile.
"Welcome to The Message Bird. Would you like to send a message?"