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lemon
His joints ached. Quizzit Wizspigot's joints ALWAYS ached, but they were especially achy today. The disgruntled little goblin sat next to Ratnik and rubbed his stiff knees, adjusting his spectacles when a lady approached the counter. "New vault? If so, form and wand, please. Quickly, now, before I become anymore achy and can't even move," the librarian-like goblin commanded, outstretching a grubby hand to receive them.
Ali may not be the biggest fan of goblins, seen as they reminded her so much of her mother but her father did raise her to be respectful, whether she liked somebody or not. "Yes sir." She said as she handed over her form and grabbed her wand from her pocket. "It's 9 inches, oak wood and unicorn hair." She did so as fast as she could as she didn't want to annoy the goblin further, better at least try and remain on his good side. Wouldn't hurt my chances of getting a vault.