"Baggage, but we are not a store that sells luggage." Dolemeck blinked a few times. He had braided the front of his hair and then tied those braids behind his head in a somewhat traditional fashion for medieval fashion or something from a Tolkien novel. His bright green eyes looked over to the large box on the counter, before he moved to start going through the books inside.
"Some of these are quite rare... and are very good books to read. Why would you ever wish to bring these here?" If his boss had heard him ask such a thing, he might get fired again, if not yelled at.
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