Fancy & fine Fletching’s, the sign outside said, you could see that clearly. The name of the places owners, well… that would require the ability to see into the past to notice. Three of the letters looked like they’d been burned in a fire, and two were gone all together. Looked as though the wood had rotted in those places.
Still he’d heard that this shop catered to bowmen of all sorts, even having rare and unusual ammo in stock. He came and looked for one of the shop’s owners.
He was here to buy some exploding crossbow bolts.