[ broggon nods as he tries to gain his composure. "There is, indeed. I can assure you, I never ordered such a beast, even if I knew where to procure one from. Just don't have too many requests for such things here at the store. Something strange is going on." he fishes a key-ring out of his pocket, flips through a number of oddly shaped keys, and settles on one that is large, made of brass, and seems to glow very slightly. "Shadow is a tide, washing fantastical creatures onto the shore of our world," he explains, a serious look upon his normally cheerful face. "Some of these creatures are dangerous only because they are confused by the sights and sounds of this world. Others are truly malevolent." he sighs heavily, obviously more shaken by the creature's attack than he wants to let on. "It appears that someone connected to Shadow has learned of me and seeks to harm or even kill me so that I can't continue my work." he hands bambi the softly glowing key. "This key opens the trap door over there," he says, pointing to a spot on the floor. "I received one other crate from this mysterious PTC, whoever or whatever it is, which is why I called you here. It arrived days ago, and I had one of my clerks place it in the storeroom under the shop. As I told Wynn, when I last checked on the crate, something had broken out of it. I need to make a few calls - I have some connections that can come clean up this mess, but it will take a little time to contact them and get them over here. Who knows what mischief might occur in the meantime." he waves at the backroom beside the cafe. "There are some items back there, that might be of use to them before you investigate." ]
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