[Reckless, unfortunately, is one of the few things one can count on Korra to be. She raises her eyebrows at the less-than-excited response from her teammates. Ah, well. She nods to Purple Hair Guy and pushes the door open.
The old shop's rotting floors creek underfoot. Korra evokes a flame in her hand to illuminate the room.]
There's a loooot of magic floating around in here...
[Korra's voice is low as she kicks aside scattered amulets and scrolls lying on the dusty ground. She's spent enough time around Mages to recognize the feeling of magic by now, and this stuff's powerful. Her eyes catch an ornate grandfather clock, half concealed in shadow, standing in the corner.]
Especially over here...
[Frowning, Korra makes her way across the shop towards the clock.]
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The old shop's rotting floors creek underfoot. Korra evokes a flame in her hand to illuminate the room.]
There's a loooot of magic floating around in here...
[Korra's voice is low as she kicks aside scattered amulets and scrolls lying on the dusty ground. She's spent enough time around Mages to recognize the feeling of magic by now, and this stuff's powerful. Her eyes catch an ornate grandfather clock, half concealed in shadow, standing in the corner.]
Especially over here...
[Frowning, Korra makes her way across the shop towards the clock.]