Chapter Six
Wherein Grimbledung Tours
Second Hand Sorcery
Drimblerod pushed aside the curtains separating the two rooms with what he hoped was a suitably grandiose entrance. Grimbledung was leaning on the front counter peering through the glass. Drimblerod noticed the broom sat in the corner silent. He forced a scowl from his face, “Partner! Glad you finally made it.” Grimbledung was looking into the case. “Ahhh, the incinerators. Those move like Elven hotcakes.”