"Protective magical enchantments that keep things safe.
Been real handy in a quick escape."
Eoin Starbuck, The Merchant Wizard!
"Protective whats?"
This man knows barely anything of magic. Nothing beyond basic fairy tail stuff.
ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝟛𝟚𝟟𝟚
He smiled.
"Careful. There are protective wards carved into the wood. And I polish it myself weekly. Never use the same resin, though. Always a new treatment to try."
Eoin Starbuck, The Merchant Wizard!
"Well.
You have done a very good job with it. It looks very nice. Something out of a fairy tail- in... In a good way."
Bernard, in his infinite wisdom and... Whatever, simply poked the caravan in random spots, as if checking for splinters.
ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝟛𝟚𝟟𝟚
He rubbed his palm on the caravan's wooden exterior.
"It was my Da's long before me. I just... Gave it a makeover."
Eoin Starbuck, The Merchant Wizard!
"Oh. How long has that caravan been in your family, then?"
It looks like a misshaped pumpkin thing to him, and he's been thinking this for a while, but wouldn't dare say it out loud.
ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝟛𝟚𝟟𝟚
"Then ye simply haven't been on the right adventures if yer done! The Starbuck clan lives their days by adventure, until the driver can no longer carry on their caravan!"
Eoin Starbuck, The Merchant Wizard!
"Everyone needs all of that, hm?
I've had too much of the first two. I'm tired." As evident by his comical yawn after.
ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝟛𝟚𝟟𝟚
"An eager want of adventure, excitement or even romance!'
Eoin Starbuck, The Merchant Wizard!
"Was... Er. What does whimsy mean?"
Embarrassed and NOT whimsical.
