The shop was fairly large, but still smaller than the taverns here. The wood of this building was fairly dark. While most houses seemed to look light brown, this one was dark brown. It almost gave off a feeling of luxury.
However, the place was simply too weathered to look that nice. This went for the sign as well. It said 'Refined Writer's Shop' in exquisite cursive writing. The sign itself was a large piece of parchment with ink for the lettering.
However, the letters themselves were worn. Not only were they faded, but several cracks appeared within the ink. There were even some missing pieces, though the words themselves were still legible. It was as though the letters were actually shattered statues.
The door was also dark brown, but had a silver handle.
After standing there for a few moments, I grabbed the door handle and pushed it aside.
"Mm? Are you certain this is the store you intended on entering?"
I blinked a few times in confusion.