As theydrew closer to town, the singing quieted, until it stopped altogether. And the further they walked into it, the closer Cerelia became to Sphalerite. She hated to new cities. Even new villages. It was just too much for the timid girl. But Sphalerite loved it. There was always something new to see, eat, smell, and do. But she tried to take it easy, for Cerelia's sake. "Oh my." Cerelia commented quietly. Well, at least it was a pretty city. She was quite done with dirty, shady cities. But this certainly wasn't like that. "Welcome to Haven." Sphalerite responded, smiling as she gazed around. "We'll find an inn shortly. But first, I want to look around." Cerelia didn't protest as the elf pulled her along. She made her stop in a floral shop, which was only exciting to the nature elemental. There were exotic plants and flowers, and in exchange for healing a sick flower patch, Cerelia was given a beautiful pink flower, which Sphalerite tucked into the girl's hair. Then they were back on their way, dipping in to a small bistro for dinner briefly for a snack, a tailor's where Sphalerite bought Cerelia a new dress, and finally, the wanderings brought them to a magic shop. "Vaalence's Emporium of Magic." The sign was large, floating above the building. In the fading sun, it was easy to see how brightly illuminated it was. "Impressive. But do you think they'll have anything earth-based? Probably not. It doesn't seem to be very common in these parts." Still holding Cerelia's hand, Sphalerite opened the door and walked in, inspecting the inside. Cerelia remained pressed close to her friend's side, green eyes wide with wonder as they looked around. Maybe they'd find something nature-based, too. She wasn't very skilled with her magic, but she'd like to be.