Seasonal Shop

As you round a corder, an stall appears near your path, innocuous and uninteresting until you catch a glance at the Crederian manning it. Coils of wispy hair wound and tucked around a wide brimmed hat cover the majority of their appearance, though you soon realize they're looking directly at you despite their eyes being hidden. A beckoning paw and you're soon greeted; pleasant and polite with an unsettling undertone. They make it clear they're not here for long, but as you gaze down at their inventory you find all manner of foods and trinkets, some famililar, some new, but all magical. Ah, but you cannot simply take them without exchanging something of import, why not hand over a few of your crystals? Just a few will do. 

The seasonal shop is active, but as the smoky horizon draws nearer, you're sure this Crederian will not stay long.