Between tending to other occasional customers, the witch toiled away constructing and enchanting the bag. By the time the shadows outside lengthened she beckoned Fenn over with a triumphant smile and presented the young Fae with a a white sifan satchel. It resembled his old one in size and design, and bore the enchantments he'd requested.
"There you are, little one. I hope it's to your liking."
