You like mushrooms so I got you mushrooms for your mushrooms

No sooner had she finished chiding Ezra's lack of basic knowledge of poisons and remedies, a lone blue firefly buzzed right past her nose. Brilliant emerald eyes blinked in surprise and she stumbled back from the surprise of the lightning bug, following its movements to the hooded figure behind a shop stall. Where had he come from? He hadn't been there a moment ago... had he? She couldn't recall now. Was the mushroom causing her to hallucinate? Fuck, tonight was about to get weird... Swallowing back the thrill of nervousness that rose up her throat, Syanna stepped up to the cloaked figure whose glowing eyes seemed to pierce through her very soul. He bid she choose one item from his selection—if she could afford it.

Glancing down to the wares the entity had laid out on its stall, Syanna realized this was a store of sorts. Three items lay before her: a sack and two bottles. Beside each item sat a crude paper card denoting the item's price. At first, Syanna didn't understand what she was looking at, but the more she stared, the more she began to understand. Her mouth made a little O shape as she produced the mushrooms and crystals she had been gathering since the start of the strangeness. Were these currency to the entity? "Good evening, uh... sir?" she greeted the entity, not entirely sure what pronouns a paranormal being used for itself. Did creatures of other realms require pronouns? All three items appeared tempting, but her eyes kept getting drawn back to the glittering concoction at the end of the row. It was so beautiful, she couldn't take her eyes off of it.

Setting two mushrooms down on the table and sliding them toward the entity, Syanna's dainty paw moved to pick up the vial of shimmering liquid. "I'd like this, please," she said, looking up into those glowing eyes with curiosity. "Thank you. Uhm... what does it do?" Probably a foolish thing to buy something sight unseen, but she'd wanted the beautiful potion.

"Syanna Alluráin"