The Back Room Bizarre

#### Remembrance

* It might exist completely in the Dreaming, or possibly in several physical locations connected by Trods; at any rate, the entrances are not very close together, and in no case seem to accommodate the interior. Customers may experience slight-to-moderate Forgetfulness when exiting.
* Common memories recall never-before-tasted spices and unheard-of flavours; customers often emerge reeking of sweetly-seasoned hookah smoke. The floors are sandy, or carpeted in bright, thick rugs. Glimpses of nighted skies through loose planks and booth back-windows show single, bright stars, or gently waving palm fronds overhead. The air is warm, and very dry, both Summer and Winter, except when it is snappingly cold.
* Inside the door, the passageway is cramped and twisting, flickering and dimly lit, crazily forked with blind back-passages and triple-turns, and neither quite tall enough to stand up in completely, nor comfortably wide enough to face straight forward. You can never see farther than if you were inside a closet. One always has the impression the Bizarre is bustling and busy, with a din and a rustle just around every turning, and hawkers audible some time before they come into view (if ever) but one never meets another customer. You remember that it was built (perhaps *"slapped together"* is more appropriate) out of ramshackle planks, and had windows on either side, as far as you ventured to go.
* But no matter how far in you get, you're never more than two turnings from the exit.
* The irregularly placed windows each open into a different booth, despite sometimes opening into the same space around a corner (or even in the same wall), manned by endless exotic Cousens, none of whom are anything alike or ever to be found again (All Purchases Final). They are happy to direct you to any other booth carrying any good you could possibly aspire to purchase (since the twisting of the passages does not let you see more than two or three of them at a time) and do not ever seem surprised by a request; your destination is never more than two turnings of the passage away.

#### Sample of Purchases

* Ready-to-eat food and drink purchased inside the Bizarre always seems to be finished before you exit (regardless of your intentions), leaving no evidence but honey-sweet sticky fingers, or the taste of red and black spice on your tongue.
* Nocker-craft from the Goblin Workshops:
	+ Goblin Lanterns in a variety of colours
	+ Goblin Cloaks and Shoes - no questions asked
	+ ~~Goblin Bows~~ proscribed by the Count (illegal to his subjects ;D)
	+ ~~Goblin Parchment, nine pre-cut sheets in leather valise~~ proscribed by the Sidhe (not for sale if they're watching)
* Sturdy BOGGZALL™ Metalsmithing:
	+ Chimerical swords, knives, and cutlery.
	+ Pots, pans, and cauldrons - all shapes and sizes.
	+ Chimerical ropes and twines, incl. Hobbit "Hemp", Quicksteel, Spider's Silk, Elfin Hair, Moonlight, and Straw.
	+ Chains, featherweight to ultra-industrial, cut to length at sale, popular styles: gold, platinum, ice, vibranium.
* Bespoke Sidhe plate armour, apparently dreamforged whilst you shopped and presented on your way out.
* "Magic" wands, just like Ollivander used to make. Fairly common, minor treasures (roughly 1 pt).
* Flaming swords, lightsabers, snake arrows, flash-bangers and other common novelty Treasures.
* That one extremely-specific low-level MacGuffin you couldn't think of anywhere to buy.
* Pinball and arcade machines, washers, dryers, dish-machines, microwaves, toaster ovens: like-new quality.
* Meats, fish, and fowl, butchered or whole: try a Unicorn Filet, or Wyvern gizzards for a curry! (*perishable!*)
* Live chimerical pets (all talking pets purchased found to come with a certificate of non-sentience)
* RadioShack personal electronics and peripherals, with receipt circa 1993.
* Barrels of Chimerical Wine from the magical grapes of the Fief of Raisins.
* Bronze coins.

#### Known Raths

* The door-flap of an enclosed canopy stall at Le Carnivale; the Vampires think it's empty inside.
* Behind the curtained-off section of a bootleg video stall at Cherry Auction.
* In the back of the cluttered storage heap behind the glass doll cases at the end of the Daiso in Central Fish.
* The locked restroom door at Pries-Mart.
* A no-nonsense supply-Trod direct from the Goblin Workshops' finest Craftsbeings.
* A black-market Trod from the back of the Goblin Workshops' sketchiest warehouse.