Clothing Problem (Part 1)

After walking out with the other elders and going home, she teleported back to the second floor of the warehouse to go back to the village center, precisely to where she stood ten minutes earlier. 

Ah, the lengths she had to go through to hide her identity…

She stood in front of the summoning circle, heaving a sigh. Hopefully, this time she would be able to summon a decent NPC.

Well, ideally. 

For some reason, it was getting pointedly more difficult each day to encounter a good NPC. More often than not, she just wasted her silver trying to get a good option. 

Perhaps, this was the point. Maybe the first 'good stock' was there to entice them to keep trying. Who knows…

"Wish me luck." She said to the aborigines that had remained there. Althea then walked to the summoning circle without another word.