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04-10-2010, 02:15 AM
| | |  The Gleaming Gytrash
 The Gleaming Gytrash is where you'll go if you happen to be a dark wizard in need of potioneering or herbery supplies. There is a herbalist and an apothecary here in this dark and ominous store and much of what is for sale is poisonous or highly dangerous in other ways.
There are a few specialty cauldrons, gemstones, lodestones, stirrers and other equipment available, though you are better off going elsewhere if you want something a little less legitimate. The prices are written up on a chalkboard behind the counter and the entire shop is covered in shelves and cubby holes. Each one contains jars full of bits of magical plants or creatures, various dried and fresh herbs, and pretty much anything anyone dabbling in dark potions will ever need.
Of course basic ingredients are available too, if you happen to need them, but be warned that snoops and the occasional mudblood might just go missing if they step foot in this store.
You can buy ready made potions or everything you need to brew them yourself. Take a look around but don't stay too long unless you want bits of yourself sold as ingredients too.
Of course, you could always return to Knockturn Alley, back up the small steps in the Gytrash's entrance way to the upper level. You've got a long way to go to get out of the alleyway, so its best not to offend anyone.
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Products and Services
Mini Glass-Top Potion Bottles - 1 galleon
Mini Corked Potion Bottles - 15 sickles, 6 knuts
Glass-Top Potion Bottles - 1 galleon, 9 sickles
Corked Potion Bottles - 1 galleon
Anointing Bottles - 1 galleon, 5 sickles
Mortars and Pestals - Soapstone - 2 galleons, 8 sickles
- Marble - 2 galleons, 16 sickles
- Wooden - 2 galleons, 4 sickles
Brass Scales - 3 galleons, 5 sickles
Cauldron - 8 galleons
Stirrers - 2 galleons, 11 sickles
A lodestone has been held in high regard as a Powerful Amulet and Good Luck Charm; probably because the Magnetic Influence of this Stone was supposed to Attract Power, Favors and Gifts.- Small - 5 sickles, 34 knuts
- Medium - 8 sickles
- Large - 9 sickles, 68 knuts
- Extra Large - 10 sickles, 38 knuts
Gemstones
Ingredients - Prices depending on quantity, not quality.
- Vampire Fang - 35 Galleons
- Banshee Hair - 22 Galleons
Grindylow Parts- Finger - 18 Galleons
- Horn - 15 Galleons
- Teeth - 20 Galleons
- Kappa Scales - 12 Galleons
- Pogrebin Hair - 18 Galleons
- Red Cap Eyes - 45 Galleons
Werewolf Parts- Fur - 9 Galleons
- Fangs - 20 Galleons
- Claws - 15 Galleons
Full catalog of ingredients. ooc: Remember that Snitchseeker site rules and the Diagon Alley rules apply at all times. Be careful how you play here. Be respectful of others and understand that measures might just be taken IC if trouble erupts. If you have any questions contact the mod in this forum: DaniDiNardo
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Shoulders hunched, the cloaked figure entered the dim room, careful not to slam the creaky door.
The robe was gray and stiff, poorly patched with a frayed, dirt coated hem. Though it disguised the person's appearance, it was easy to tell they, though average in height, weighed very little and were either female or a very small male.
Creeping along, the person occasionally stopped and peered into the various cubbies, sometimes reaching out a pale, skinny hand to pick and analyze one bottle or another. But never did the figure stop for very long. Two or three minutes pause was all, and then they continued to browse.
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Originally Posted by imaginarynumb3rs  Shoulders hunched, the cloaked figure entered the dim room, careful not to slam the creaky door.
The robe was gray and stiff, poorly patched with a frayed, dirt coated hem. Though it disguised the person's appearance, it was easy to tell they, though average in height, weighed very little and were either female or a very small male.
Creeping along, the person occasionally stopped and peered into the various cubbies, sometimes reaching out a pale, skinny hand to pick and analyze one bottle or another. But never did the figure stop for very long. Two or three minutes pause was all, and then they continued to browse. Sullivan had been following the mysterious cloaked figure for a while now. He did not know who or what was underneath, he just knew there was something mysterious about them. Perhaps they had a few galleons on them as well.
The people dressed like hags were always the ones with the most galleons.
With his eyes narrowing more and more, he smirked as the figure entered the Apothecary. An enclosed little shop, easy for pickpocketing and doing whatever else needed to be done..this would be easy and fast. Drawing his wand, he scanned the place quickly before walking over to the figure. "Looking for something in particular?" he asked holding the wand a little out of eyesight.
He needed to see what he was dealing with first.
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06-09-2010, 09:46 PM
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Originally Posted by destinyjazzhands Sullivan had been following the mysterious cloaked figure for a while now. He did not know who or what was underneath, he just knew there was something mysterious about them. Perhaps they had a few galleons on them as well.
The people dressed like hags were always the ones with the most galleons.
With his eyes narrowing more and more, he smirked as the figure entered the Apothecary. An enclosed little shop, easy for pickpocketing and doing whatever else needed to be done..this would be easy and fast. Drawing his wand, he scanned the place quickly before walking over to the figure. "Looking for something in particular?" he asked holding the wand a little out of eyesight.
He needed to see what he was dealing with first. If the person was surprised by the question, they did not show it. Finishing the step they had started when their shopping was interrupted, the covered figure turned casually, straightened to rise several inches in height, and lifted their head to make eye contact with the stranger.
The shop's faint light hit the person's face, and the upward tilt revealed a young woman. Marsh-colored eyes ringed with dark bags, face oval and nose narrow, her thin, dry lips moved, "Ashwinder Eggs." Her accent was British, and voice level. "And you?"
The woman's only movement was the occasional, natural blinking of her eyes.
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Originally Posted by imaginarynumb3rs If the person was surprised by the question, they did not show it. Finishing the step they had started when their shopping was interrupted, the covered figure turned casually, straightened to rise several inches in height, and lifted their head to make eye contact with the stranger.
The shop's faint light hit the person's face, and the upward tilt revealed a young woman. Marsh-colored eyes ringed with dark bags, face oval and nose narrow, her thin, dry lips moved, "Ashwinder Eggs." Her accent was British, and voice level.
"And you?"
The woman's only movement was the occasional, natural blinking of her eyes. Sully did not take his eyes off the figure as they continued their step and turn around. As they straightened, to what he believed to be their full height, a smirk crossed his face, but disappeared as fast as it came. The..thing was small in stature, compared to himself, which could make this all the easier for him. He stowed his wand, for he didn't need it any longer.
A smirk did linger a little longer as the figure raised their head, making it known she was a woman. A young one at that. "Ashwinder eggs." he repeated, breaking eye contact for a moment as he glanced around the shop. Gesturing his head to a random shelf closer to the door he turned back to the woman, "Over there."
He wasn't sure if the eggs were really over there, he just wanted to listen out for coins jingling in the woman's pockets as she walked. If she was carrying a change purse, this would be a piece of cake..if he liked cake.
As for what he was looking for.. "I just so happen to be looking for Ashwinder eggs as well."
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06-11-2010, 12:05 AM
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Originally Posted by destinyjazzhands Sully did not take his eyes off the figure as they continued their step and turn around. As they straightened, to what he believed to be their full height, a smirk crossed his face, but disappeared as fast as it came. The..thing was small in stature, compared to himself, which could make this all the easier for him. He stowed his wand, for he didn't need it any longer.
A smirk did linger a little longer as the figure raised their head, making it known she was a woman. A young one at that. "Ashwinder eggs." he repeated, breaking eye contact for a moment as he glanced around the shop. Gesturing his head to a random shelf closer to the door he turned back to the woman, "Over there."
He wasn't sure if the eggs were really over there, he just wanted to listen out for coins jingling in the woman's pockets as she walked. If she was carrying a change purse, this would be a piece of cake..if he liked cake.
As for what he was looking for.. "I just so happen to be looking for Ashwinder eggs as well." Nodding as the man repeated her words, mouth creased in a neutral line, she shifted her weight, so that her shoulder pressed against the cubbies. Then woman's brown-green eyes flickered, following the motion of his head, before returning to the speaker. "Thank you; tad bit crowded in here. Hard to find stuff."
Moving away from the wall, her cloak scratching against the splintering wood, she let her posture droop once more. "I see. Much safer getting them this way."
Under the sleeveless robe, on the right side, near her hip, there was the slightest forward movement.
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Originally Posted by imaginarynumb3rs Nodding as the man repeated her words, mouth creased in a neutral line, she shifted her weight, so that her shoulder pressed against the cubbies. Then woman's brown-green eyes flickered, following the motion of his head, before returning to the speaker.
"Thank you; tad bit crowded in here. Hard to find stuff."
Moving away from the wall, her cloak scratching against the splintering wood, she let her posture droop once more. "I see. Much safer getting them this way."
Under the sleeveless robe, on the right side, near her hip, there was the slightest forward movement. Sully was hardly listening to what the young woman was saying. He didn't miss the thanks she gave, and he simply nodded his head. No time to talk, for he was to intent on watching her every move, how her weight was shifted, and her shoulder pressed against the cubbie. At her every movement, he strained his ears to listen for that oh so familiar jingling sound.
He heard none. The clanging of jars against shelves were far louder than a few coins in a pocket or pouch. "Yes, I agree. Much safer." he said and took a step back, letting the woman walk in ahead of him. "After you."
Resting his hand on his wand, Sully had his eyes focused on the woman's right side. The little movement did not get passed him.
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06-13-2010, 02:20 PM
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Originally Posted by destinyjazzhands Sully was hardly listening to what the young woman was saying. He didn't miss the thanks she gave, and he simply nodded his head. No time to talk, for he was to intent on watching her every move, how her weight was shifted, and her shoulder pressed against the cubbie. At her every movement, he strained his ears to listen for that oh so familiar jingling sound.
He heard none. The clanging of jars against shelves were far louder than a few coins in a pocket or pouch. "Yes, I agree. Much safer." he said and took a step back, letting the woman walk in ahead of him. "After you."
Resting his hand on his wand, Sully had his eyes focused on the woman's right side. The little movement did not get passed him. A smile slid into the woman's face, and her eyes narrowed gleefully. "Lady's first?"
Taking a step over, away from the wall, she lifted her left arm and pointed. The motion parted the cloak on that same side to reveal a drab, faded, olive-grey dress and beaten, black shoes. Finger trained on the spot marked by the man earlier, she asked, "Over there, right?"
As soon as the question had been asked, her face still frozen in an uncertain look, the right side of her cloak was flung back by a quick toss of her other hand. The thrust ended in an open palm, stained black by the dust it was releasing.
And then the room went dark.
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| | Mooncalf
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Originally Posted by imaginarynumb3rs A smile slid into the woman's face, and her eyes narrowed gleefully. "Lady's first?"
Taking a step over, away from the wall, she lifted her left arm and pointed. The motion parted the cloak on that same side to reveal a drab, faded, olive-grey dress and beaten, black shoes. Finger trained on the spot marked by the man earlier, she asked, "Over there, right?"
As soon as the question had been asked, her face still frozen in an uncertain look, the right side of her cloak was flung back by a quick toss of her other hand. The thrust ended in an open palm, stained black by the dust it was releasing.
And then the room went dark. Smirking at the sight of the woman's smile, Sully inclined his head slightly and took another step backwards. "Of course." he answered, gesturing her onward with his hand.
As the woman took a step and raised her arm, Sully quickly gave her a look over and almost frowned at what he saw. Underneath her robes, she was wearing an old and rather beat up dress, which automatically told him she was not something to waste his time on. Shaking his head at his own stupidity, he paid no attention to where the woman was pointing, or what she even asked.
Slowly drawing his wand, as not to draw attention, his vision was suddenly obscured by black dust. He closed his eyes tightly, and as a growl escaped his mouth, he stretched his arms out in front of him hoping to grab a hold of the young woman. "I know you are still in here!"
He didn't hear the bell on the door jingle..yet.
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Originally Posted by destinyjazzhands Smirking at the sight of the woman's smile, Sully inclined his head slightly and took another step backwards. "Of course." he answered, gesturing her onward with his hand.
As the woman took a step and raised her arm, Sully quickly gave her a look over and almost frowned at what he saw. Underneath her robes, she was wearing an old and rather beat up dress, which automatically told him she was not something to waste his time on. Shaking his head at his own stupidity, he paid no attention to where the woman was pointing, or what she even asked.
Slowly drawing his wand, as not to draw attention, his vision was suddenly obscured by black dust. He closed his eyes tightly, and as a growl escaped his mouth, he stretched his arms out in front of him hoping to grab a hold of the young woman. "I know you are still in here!"
He didn't hear the bell on the door jingle..yet. The young women had already began to move away and missed his grab. Eyelids shut, bottom lip puckered with focus, she took quick, tentative steps to the left, face bobbing with each one. The only sound she made was the rustling of her heavy cloak and the slightest, almost whispering, sound of coins clicking together.
As the man's outburst, her footing slipped, causing her to bump into a display cauldron. The heavy metal object fell from its stand, crashing onto her right foot before rolling away.
The female was to slow to bite her lip. Her shriek escaped, and in a panic, she began to hobble without any other direction than away.
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Originally Posted by imaginarynumb3rs The young women had already began to move away and missed his grab. Eyelids shut, bottom lip puckered with focus, she took quick, tentative steps to the left, face bobbing with each one. The only sound she made was the rustling of her heavy cloak and the slightest, almost whispering, sound of coins clicking together.
As the man's outburst, her footing slipped, causing her to bump into a display cauldron. The heavy metal object fell from its stand, crashing onto her right foot before rolling away.
The female was to slow to bite her lip. Her shriek escaped, and in a panic, she began to hobble without any other direction than away. If he wasn't so angry at the woman's antics, Sully would have realized that he could have probably vanished the darkness with a wave of his wand. His thoughts weren't actually on the darkness anymore, just on the sounds around him. Yeah, the quiet coin clicking, he heard that. He could hear that from a mile away.
Shoving his wand back into his pocket, he slowly and very quietly moved about, taking as little breaths as possible. Not even startled by the crashing sound and the woman's shriek, Sully inched closer to where the sound came from. He didn't know what caused the woman to shriek, but he was sure it wouldn't be anywhere as bad as what was about to happen to her.
He'd make sure of that
He ran a hand along the wall he was closet to, and when it came in contact with a display, which he hoped to be stocked with bottles or jars, he easily tipped it over.
He stood still, waiting for the crash to come.
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Originally Posted by destinyjazzhands If he wasn't so angry at the woman's antics, Sully would have realized that he could have probably vanished the darkness with a wave of his wand. His thoughts weren't actually on the darkness anymore, just on the sounds around him. Yeah, the quiet coin clicking, he heard that. He could hear that from a mile away.
Shoving his wand back into his pocket, he slowly and very quietly moved about, taking as little breaths as possible. Not even startled by the crashing sound and the woman's shriek, Sully inched closer to where the sound came from. He didn't know what caused the woman to shriek, but he was sure it wouldn't be anywhere as bad as what was about to happen to her.
He'd make sure of that
He ran a hand along the wall he was closet to, and when it came in contact with a display, which he hoped to be stocked with bottles or jars, he easily tipped it over.
He stood still, waiting for the crash to come. The woman slammed into the counter, making a small, choking sound before letting out a breath of carbon dioxide air. She slapped her hands against the splintery surface, moving them across like spiders.
The discovery of the ancient cash register stopped her blind search. Withdrawing her hands quickly, she swiveled, closing her eyes once more.
Her first step had only just been taken when she heard it. The creaking of wood, jostling clinks and clanks of glass bottles.
The person's eyes shot open, her mouth a round O. She shot forward, sprinting on the heals of her feat. But she wasn't fast enough; containers of various potions and ingredients hit her in the lower back and legs, some breaking. She fell down before the shelf had even hit her, hands out, too shocked to scream.
The display case neared its target -
only to stop, hovering just above her flattened body. The cauldron, heavy and huge, knocked carelessly aside earlier, was wedged between the wooden structure and the floor.
The woman lay still, eyes squinted shut.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
Lifting her squashed face, she paused for the fourth second.
On the fifth second, she moved her legs, bumping her raised bottom and back into the shelf, which wobbled slightly, but did not move.
And on the sixth, she scrambled forward, ignoring the shards of glass that scraped and dug into her legs and hands. She crawled forward until the tips of her finger slid under the shops door, her knuckles hitting against it. Pulling her hands out, she rose, grasped the doorknob and turned.
Ten Seconds. The smell of Formaldehyde and other embalming fluids overpowered everything else.
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Hood still held to obscure her face, Eleanor slipped into the shop, glancing over her shoulder. Exhaling sharply, which illicited a spreading pain across her chest, Eleanor lowered the hood.
Her hands shook, so she jabbed them into her pockets. The key, she told herself, to surviving in Knockturn Alley was pretending that you actually belonged there. She glanced around the shop, though she knew exactly what it was that she needed.
Things she couldn't ask her brother to procure and certainly couldn't risk having sent to the house.
Now, just where in here were they?
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Atropos stepped into the apothecary and was going to head to the counter to pick up his usual array of goods, when he saw the brunette. Wasn't she adorable trying to pretend she came here all the time. The ones who were regulars usually didn't shop around... they merely went to the counter, and picked up their order... He certainly did not want people to overhead when he was asking for unicorn's blood, or a human heart. "Having a good browse?" He asked the woman.
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Originally Posted by Droo Atropos stepped into the apothecary and was going to head to the counter to pick up his usual array of goods, when he saw the brunette. Wasn't she adorable trying to pretend she came here all the time. The ones who were regulars usually didn't shop around... they merely went to the counter, and picked up their order... He certainly did not want people to overhead when he was asking for unicorn's blood, or a human heart. "Having a good browse?" He asked the woman. Busted already?
With a steady breath, she turned to face him. "Browse? Hardly." She set her jaw, fully aware that her soft features wouldn't do her any favors in this situation. But, it was true, too. She wasn't browsing. She knew exactly what she wanted.
She considered lowering her head in deference to the older man, but she thought it might play as a sign of weakness.
"Now, if you'll excuse me, I have matters to attend to." Her voice was clipped and as stern as it could sound despite it's softness.
She turned to make her way to the counter, prepared to slip her shakily handwritten list - originally for her own purposes - over to the shopkeep.
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He stepped to the side and let her walk to the counter. He watched her with a smirk on his face. She seemed so... frail... and soft. That little sweet morsel would be eaten alive here. Atropos gave a look to the shopkeeper that he knew well, as he owned most of the shops, not to mention it's keepers, in Knockturn Alley.
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Originally Posted by Droo He stepped to the side and let her walk to the counter. He watched her with a smirk on his face. She seemed so... frail... and soft. That little sweet morsel would be eaten alive here. Atropos gave a look to the shopkeeper that he knew well, as he owned most of the shops, not to mention it's keepers, in Knockturn Alley. She resisted every urge to look over her shoulder as she passed the note to the shopkeep. Mostly innocuous - garnet and hematite - but the kappa scales were a bit dodgier.
She stood there, waiting for her wares, her stomach churning as she wondered what the man behind her was doing. He unnerved her, and she could feel her palms sweat.
Would looking back be a sign of weakness?
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As the shopkeeper went to the back Atropos moved behind the woman... so close she would bump into him if she leaned her head back. Atropos liked to get too close for comfort... "Do you shop here often, Miss...?"
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Originally Posted by Droo As the shopkeeper went to the back Atropos moved behind the woman... so close she would bump into him if she leaned her head back. Atropos liked to get too close for comfort... "Do you shop here often, Miss...?" The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end as she felt the man's breath right behind her. Her hand clenched and she wondered if she shouldn't have gotten that wrist holster for her wand that Preston had suggested. There was no way for her to get at it if she needed it. How foolish she felt, now, having wandered into Knockturn Alley without having ready means of defense.
She took a breath, and waited a beat before answering as nonchalantly as she could. "Here? No. My other suppliers no longer proved reliable and I had it on good authority I would find my needs met here." Trying to imbue her voice with all the confidence she lacked, she opted not to lie, lest she be caught in one. And the other part was true. She could not, under any circumstances, request any of these items from Preston lest he pry.
Receiving the items from the shopkeep, she handed over the galleons, internally wincing at the cost of the scales. If this worked, and she needed more, it would be hard to hide the expense.
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"Well, a lady such as yourself certainly classes the place up, but you must be careful," he said taking her hand and kissing it, "There are awful, terrible people here... who pray on young... ladies such as yourself. I will insist you allow me to apparate you home. To... protect you." And protect her he would...
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Eleanor fought every urge to pull her hand back as she felt her skin crawl.
Despite her needing to be in the alley, she still found it unsavory and creepy. She smiled neatly as she tucked the bag into her robe. "Thank you for your offer, sir," she said with a nod. "But I have other errands to attend to."
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"I am... free for the rest of the day... I would accompany you, if you'd like..." He stated simply.
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Originally Posted by Droo "I am... free for the rest of the day... I would accompany you, if you'd like..." He stated simply. This was... problematic. She really just needed to slip out of the alley and go home, but had to do so without offending this man, who could be incredibly dangerous, and without anyone realizing she'd been here.
It certainly wouldn't look good for her brother, nor for her.
"They are rather mundane tasks along Diagon, but an escort to the stairs wouldn't be unwelcome," she said, by way of compromise. She had skulked down into the alley, and she wondered if there were a way to at least conceal her features a bit.
Or at least put her hood up a little.
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Opening the door to the apothecary, the little bell hanging from the top barely making any noise, Sullivan slipped himself inside. He was not there for any business, he just often revisited the places where his shifty business occurred. And there had been some shifty business in the apothecary, indeed.
The door shutting even quieter behind him, he gave the lock a little turn as his eyes fell on Atropos and a woman.
Snort. This would be fun to watch.
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"Thank you, Mister Sullivan," He said smirking to his colleague. "Now, my dear, let me explain something to you. When Atropos Trelawney asks to escort you home, he isn't actually asking... is he, Mister Sullivan?"
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