A warm aura flowed from the shop entrance, loud crackles and pops giving away the location of the roaring forge in the back. Brightly colored heraldic banners and shiny, exotic weapons dangled from the ceiling in a fancy, organized-disorganization sort of way. With a quick movement, the toucan gryphon came forward to greet her guests with bright eyes and a cheerful disposition. Her eyes took note of any new shiny thing she could see in front of her before finally giving a quick bow. "M'name's Lemon, and welcome to the Medieval Armory. My lil ole shop carries anything you can imagine - if you don't see it here, I can try my best to help you out!"