#hiho hi hello. yes im alive

[endlesslyanya]

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[wizardofyeet]

potion seller galan!

“Hello sir, be right there.” a young elf climbed down a ladder, recklessly placed against a potion shelf. An older looking human man wearing a green robe looked through the store while standing in the door way. “is  Marnie here?” the older looking man asked. The elf turned around fast. “Ros...I have told you before that this isn’t THAT kind of potion shop anymore.” With a huff the man comes in closer. “Look i NEED my-” the elf cuts him off “Marnie isn’t here, and i don’t sell grey spike here. Now leave or else.” The older man slowly reaches into his robe. just then an armored knight throw open the door. “ Galan!” The armored man removed his helm. short brown hair flopped out of the helm with a few sweat drops falling to the ground as well. The older man pulled his hand out, then bolted from the store. “who’s that?” The elf shrugged with a smile. “hiho Callum. what brings you in?” callum shuts the door that let inside from the street. “you know dummy.” He answers with a smile. “oh gods, is that tonight?” Galan sighs and climbs back up the ladder. “You know you can’t hide from it forever, right?”Callum slowly removes his armor. “can we change the subject please...” Galan said quietly. Galan grabs a shining yellow bottle, then slides down his ladder. “Sure. Get that wax i ordered?” Galan throws him the bottle. “Sweet thanks.” Galan sighs then looks up to the square window in his potion shop. “hello mind... Yup it’s me again. Welcome to my life as a potion seller. I guess i need to introduce myself right? But i mean i am talking to myself in my mind right? anyways. Hello my name is Galan, a 103 year old elf who owns his own little potion just because a drug seller failed to pay her coin. Im single, oh and bisexual, a winner i know. That guy in the armor is Callum, a human who is my best friends and i kinda have a crush on. We’ve know each other for about ten years now? but it feels longer because we are super close. I helped him get into the army, sometimes i kick myself for that one. I’m terrified when ever they go out to battle, but he always comes back, with more scars yes but alive. Have i told him how i feel? Hell no i haven’t. Unlike him i haven’t seen much battle at all, yes i do use magic but most of it is white magic. Of course i know a few black magic spells like fireball, ray of frost, and so on. Sometimes i do wonder if maybe he likes me back...” callum snaps his fingers in front of galan face. “ You okay?” with a shake of his head galan looked at his friend. “huh? oh sorry...Was thinking about my birthday and all...-” “oh right it’s my birthday today...” callum smiles. “why are you so worked up about it?” Galan sighs once more, then picks up a little basket of trash, and starts to clean up his potion shop. “my parents are the reason...-” “Oh yes my ‘parents’. I pushed myself so hard for them yet they never seemed to really care that i tried. It was always ‘Try better next time’ ‘well you could had done this’ kind stuff. Callum invited them without me knowing, i love him but sometimes he kills me...” callum helps a bit, cleaning the mess caused by the door when he threw it open. “look, i’ll be there with you. Oh! so will Eiko.” Galan gave a weak smile, then dropped the basket near the counter in back of the store. “just trust me, okay?” Callum hugged Galan. “we are here for you buddy.” Galan blushed a little and smiled. After the hug callum gathered his armor and wax. “thanks for the wax, i’ll see you tonight at sunset right?” Galan slowly nodded. “sweet.” callum left after putting on his armor. Galan sat there, terrified about that was going to happen this night...