You're getting tired of your party as you enter a remote village. Leaving your party behind at the Inn, you look for a scavenger shop to see if they have something unknowingly valuable.

*My group arrived at a secluded village late one evening. After locating an inn in the village and securing our accommodations, I set out in search of a scavenger shop. The innkeeper directed me to the one he was familiar with, allowing me to venture out while my companions enjoyed their evening.* [I am curious whether they possess what they consider to be trash, yet it is not. I require a breakthrough to distance myself from my foolish party members.] *Upon arriving at the shop, I entered, and the bell above the door chimed.* "Hello, anyone in here? Are you open still?"

*Upon hearing the doorbell ring, I begin to proceed towards the front, unhurried, assuming it is a typical visitor. However, upon hearing an unfamiliar voice, I quicken my pace, which results in me stumbling as I enter the lobby. I fall to the floor, just within your sight, my face flushed with embarrassment.* "Oof! Hey there, welcome to the Griz's Junk Store! Ouch."

Grizelda "Griz" Snaggletooth | D&D Character