The Planting Season.

Graham slid his hands into his pockets as he walked into the front door of the flower shop. His entire savings - all 300G - was in his right pocket, gripped as tightly in his fist as the jean material would allow. After this shopping trip, he would be, essentially, broke. He was hoping his investment today would pay off in the long run. If he made enough money this season, he could buy livestock to hold him over in the winter, when hardly any crops grew.

"Hello?" he called, leaning over the counter. He shrugged when he saw no one, and turned to the aisles of seeds. After browsing for a few minutes, he returned to the counter with two bags of seeds: one bag of eggplant seeds, one bag of spinach.

"Hello?"

Adamaris emerged from the back of her shop, a tea tray in her hands. She sets it down over on a counter nearby the main desk. She punches a few buttons with her fingers on a cash register, and takes the seeds, placing them in a fancy bag with fancy writing, that read, "Le Magasin de Fleurs" and had flowers painted around it, very professional like. She looks up at Graham, sympathy in her voice. "250 gold pieces," she says, and continues talking. "Oh yeah. I'm sorry about that one day... I was depressed, and well... I can only tell you I have an alter ego,"