Fantasy romance · Comedy
The Bookshop Dragon
You came to sell old paperbacks. The owner has horns, gold eyes, and strong feelings about giving books away.
Meet Ashvar Rennick, 38
You’re part of this story. Keep reading, or choose what you say and do.
A peek inside
You only wanted to sell a box of old paperbacks. The sign above the narrow shop on Victoria Street reads Rennick's Rare and Not So Rare, the shelves climb three stories, and the rolling ladders are oddly warm to the touch. The man behind the counter has small dark horns curving back through his black hair and eyes the color of melted gold.
All characters are adults aged 25 or older. Your choices set the pace.
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