Bait & Switch

Looking to make a quick sell? You've come to the right place.

Bait and Switch isn't your regular run of the mill antique store, it caters to the more supernaturally inclined and to the very unique items that can and will only ever fall into the hands of supernatural creatures or the most ignorant of humans. If you want somewhere to hock something quickly then Bait and Switch is the place for you, its owner is not known for asking too many questions and does offer a fair exchange except of course if you've managed to piss him off in some way. It was almost as though Bait and Switch popped up overnight, but now it's so ingrained in the city and the supernatural community that if you ask anyone they wouldn't be able to tell when exactly Bait and Switch opened its doors.

Owner: Isaac Tsai (NPC)
Assistant: Sabine

The Night Market

Always looking, never finding.

The Night Market is open once a month on the night of the New Moon. Its hidden location never changes but can only be located and entered by Supernaturals. A series of markers - scent and cryptic clues dropped in the right areas - lead the newly introduced to the Market.

Humans can't see the Market and any attempts to enter would cause a fog of confusion to pass over them until they turn on their heel and wander away.

Once one has passed through the entrance to the market, the doors open to a staircase that leads underground to a veritable cornucopia of crammed stalls where people are practically walking all over each other in a crammed, flea-market style with hundreds of stalls.

There are booths and shopping centres and stalls lining the twisting and turning paths which sell pretty much everything you could ever want, from the perfectly legal to the perfectly illegal (including necklaces with gold-covered, real faery wings and werewolf pelts for your living room floor decoration). Many different items and goods can be purchased there, be they food, clothing, items, and more. Individuals can go there with items they want to hock that they might not be able to get rid of in entirely... proper circles and there is a thriving black market that drives the majority of the revenue of this otherwise spectacular place.

Like most marketplaces it is a place of extreme activity, with pedestrian choked road ways and narrow streets. It is lit with artificial, magical lights that hover between the throng of people and the surprisingly high ceiling of the underground world that the Market inhabits.

There is a never-ending number of creatures that frequent the market from trolls, goblins, werewolves, vampires and other creatures whose names the human world has long since forgotten.

If you want something, the Night Market is the best place to get it, but you'd better get in and out while the new moon is in the sky because if you don't get out, you're stuck down there until the next new moon when the doors open once more. A foolish, unprepared buyer has often been caught unawares and left to starve to death as the stalls pack up and vanish with a long forgotten magic at the end of the night, leaving the pitch dark and solitude of the underground cavern.

The White Rabbit

Need a little sparkle for your buck?

Now, now, I know what you're thinking and you're wrong: there's no LSD involved as far as this shop goes. Herbs, strange items and other fun nick nacks sure but if you want drugs then you should try three blocks to your right and a street over. This is a family run establishment which caters only to those discerning of eye and refined in taste. In particular the supernaturally inclined are welcome here just as long as they respect the long standing "do not eat, maim, kill or otherwise harm the shop owner" or you might find your ass set on fire. Selling pre-made spells for the not so talented and supplies for those who might need it, The White Rabbit is the only place to go for everything you might need.

Owner: Elijah Ridley-Jones
Assistant: Kitty / [Open x 1]

Wing's Curiosities

You find, you like, you buy.

Mr Wing's accurately named Wing's Curiosities is somewhat of an urban legend in Chinatown, if you ask around, you'll hear stories that his shop was the first one to spring up in Chinatown, he's been there for a hundred years or that one day his shop just appeared, like the crooked building just squeezed itself between existing buildings and carved a space for itself.

Squirreled away in a back street, his shop is a treasure trove of the weird and wonderful at prices tags that range from $0.50 to a price that would make your eyes water and your bank account weep just at the thought.

He sells all kinds of goods, from illegal tortoise shells to Ming artifacts (real? Fake? You ask and he'll just smile at you and say "you buy, you know"). He often purchases goods from other shops that are going out of sale and puts these in bargain bins outside of the door once he's sorted through them to pull out anything that he considers to be of real value. Often a gem slips through the cracks; he is an old man and his eyesight isn't what it used to be, but no one would dare steal from him. Ask around, you'll quite quickly understand why no one steals from him.

The shop itself is densely packed with things and seems closed in and almost claustrophobic due to the objects in there. From shrunken heads to panpipes, a pig fetus in formaldehyde to "genuine" fairy wings preserved in amber and glass. If it's weird and wonderful, you might want to look here first. He doesn't accept card, cash only for him, and law enforcement just walk straight past like they can't even see him or the shop. Natural light inside is sparse due to stock lining every possible space. It filters in weakly through the front bay window, diluted by an amber display that gives a dark, warm glow that can't help but feel a little... ominous.

He has a few lamps on all the time, but there's always a few moments of adjustment needed for ones eyes to see the full, if not questionable, glory of the shop. The air inside the shop is constantly thick with incense, it's impossible to smell anything other than that which is exactly how he wants it to be.

Mr Wing himself is an old Chinese man, with dark eyes that look equally mischevious and wise, a thin white moustache that hangs below his chin and a beard that matches. His face looks aged, but he clearly holds the spirit of his youth close and is in no hurry to remove himself from it. His hair's long, and also white, thinner at the tips like rat-tails. He wears traditional long Chinese robes with tapered sleeves that look very much like they've been worn too long and he keeps his nails slightly longer than the average man would do.

He has a strict no-returns policy and so before you purchase something from him, make sure that you're ready to keep it forever, no matter the consequences.

Owner: Mr Wing (NPC)