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The ring needed no additional boasting for Shine to be impressed by it. Her eyes widened again, and she very, very slowly began to extend one finger towards it, managing to get the tip of one claw through the piece of jewelry before the sound of his voice jarred her into a more reasonable state.

A little muffled laugh and the tiniest hint of a smile was earned by the sight of his 'army', and she turned to offer the plastic piece to the boil named Brenley, then waited expectantly to receive her own neat thing too. The more he explained, however, the more puzzled she appeared to become.

After a moment of thought and necessary problem solving, she chewed on her lip and leaned to drop the coiled shell into Gabby's pocket.

"For, um...to put an army, or...or, uh, the...um, some things you want to keep--collect--but lots of them." Another little twitch of one corner of a smile. "Now there's room."

"Hey, again!" Estel closed her eyes, reaching into the bag. She was handed a marble, and-- "...what's... that smell? ... never mind." Time to go.

Marie hadn't been to dis booth before. She took da proferred marble with bemusement, 'n soon regretted it as a nasty smell chased her from da booth.

Maybe it was that this booth was much quieter that drew the dragon near. Who knew. He didn't actually say anything, which seemed perfectly fine since the owner of the booth didn't appear to be much of a talker either. When prompted, he reached into the sorcerer's bag and pulled out one of the markers.

Then he had it replaced with a rock? Or not, since as Tanvir stood there said rock was soon rolled out of his hand and into the glass of mysterious dark liquid.

He really didn't seem to give a second thought to drinking it, either. It had a weird flavor, though. Unsure on whether or not he liked it, the dragon gave a soft shrug and neutral expression.

The hat from last time hadn't been too terrible to deal with - it had disappeared soon enough after she had left the booth anyways. So, the young witch made her way towards the Enchantment booth for the evening to try her luck once more.

Maple instantly recoiled as the rock shrieked its shrill little noise - not really catching that their ewas a minipet staring at the interaction as it was. (Though, she did noticed the additional sound). This was worse then that hat by far but the owner soon enough got everything under control. The rock was silenced and in her hand was replaced a fluffy ball.

Oh, she won something.

He smirked at the boil's enthusiasm, glad to have something lively to talk about, at least for a time.

"Silly things." The pocket expander had been particularly well received, much to his surprise. Of course, it was also one of the items that took the most effort to make. "Actually, they might be more interesting and useful in a more powerful form, but that seemed a little dangerous for a carnival. I made them all stop working once you leave the booth too," he said, a twinge of pride in his voice that someone who was not Bren himself probably wouldn't understand. "I can get you a working one later though, if you want."

Rather than blather on, the reaper presented the other items that he'd brought, inviting Ignatius to paw at anything he liked.

Ryou ate the stuff in the vial. It tasted like chicken. That was probably not a good idea because he felt his bones and cartilage shift around. Well...my parents are going to shoot me... He sincerely hoped that this chance was temporary.

With slow, glittery hands, she reached in and pulled out a chit. Wordlessly, she handed it back to the boil. A spoken word, and then a pouch of sand was then dropped in her hand. It...blew air. How weird! But Hollandaise accepted the raffle ticket with grace. Tilting her head, she looked at the reaper.

"What are you writing?" He had pulled it back when she'd tried to sneak a glance before, but...