[And there's nothing else written. He'd already provided a location, and it wasn't an unknown, unadvertised shop. But if someone doesn't need their watch replaced or repaired, or to buy a new one, then venturing there probably doesn't happen often!
But it's of sturdy brick and wood construction, with the usual doorway of rather considerable height to allow for the tallest of Aefenglom's monsters to pass through easily, the windows of etched and stained glass. Inside, the walls are dotted with display cases of watches, mostly different designs for covers and the like than actual different models of technology, the current shopkeep on duty sitting behind one of the counters with a book and a large jar labeled DONATIONS.
Up against the glass windows is presumably, the person doing the modifications. Although he is carefully and obviously deliberately shrouded in black cloth, from a heavy hood to long robes, modified gloves and even his lengthy tail wrapped all the way to the tip, it's still obvious he's a dragon - albeit one without wings, or very small ones hidden beneath his robes. Few other types of monsters reached that size, probably somewhere north of eight feet, and multiple long spiraling horns along with the long, tapering tail and reptilian claws simply sealed it. But the only places bare flesh can be seen is his jawline, the rest of his face obscured by heavy multi-lensed goggles clearly meant to get to very tiny magnifications. On the table before him is a series of already disassembled watches, myriad tiny tools, a few small velvet boxes, and a few assembled watches. There's multiple lights, some mundane, some magical, all pointed directly at the table, which is set to his comfortable height, not human average.
On the other side of the table is a lone chair, comfortable enough but clearly not meant to be lingered in for extensive periods of time. There's a device behind one of the counters quietly playing local music, but otherwise there's little sound.
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[And there's nothing else written. He'd already provided a location, and it wasn't an unknown, unadvertised shop. But if someone doesn't need their watch replaced or repaired, or to buy a new one, then venturing there probably doesn't happen often!
But it's of sturdy brick and wood construction, with the usual doorway of rather considerable height to allow for the tallest of Aefenglom's monsters to pass through easily, the windows of etched and stained glass. Inside, the walls are dotted with display cases of watches, mostly different designs for covers and the like than actual different models of technology, the current shopkeep on duty sitting behind one of the counters with a book and a large jar labeled DONATIONS.
Up against the glass windows is presumably, the person doing the modifications. Although he is carefully and obviously deliberately shrouded in black cloth, from a heavy hood to long robes, modified gloves and even his lengthy tail wrapped all the way to the tip, it's still obvious he's a dragon - albeit one without wings, or very small ones hidden beneath his robes. Few other types of monsters reached that size, probably somewhere north of eight feet, and multiple long spiraling horns along with the long, tapering tail and reptilian claws simply sealed it. But the only places bare flesh can be seen is his jawline, the rest of his face obscured by heavy multi-lensed goggles clearly meant to get to very tiny magnifications. On the table before him is a series of already disassembled watches, myriad tiny tools, a few small velvet boxes, and a few assembled watches. There's multiple lights, some mundane, some magical, all pointed directly at the table, which is set to his comfortable height, not human average.
On the other side of the table is a lone chair, comfortable enough but clearly not meant to be lingered in for extensive periods of time. There's a device behind one of the counters quietly playing local music, but otherwise there's little sound.
Somehow it's not completely uninviting.]