The front door swung open, and a young woman at near Peak Immortal ducked inside the store.
"Oh, I do hope that you're open. My best outfit got torn, and I've got a meeting to get to in the New Home compound. I heard there is a portal from here. Can you fix my dress?"
"Our first customer! Go ahead, Meisje."
"If you can show me the item, I am sure that I can repair it for you. I am still young, but my skills are more than sufficient for repairs. I am the apprentice of the proprietress of this place."
The Immortal looked relieved, and handed Meisje a tattered black dress.
A moment ago, it was most likely covered in blood, but the System cleaned items when you put them through your inventory, unless you didn't want it to.
"Oh, this took a lot of damage. Alright, we can fix that. Priestess, can you give her a touch of healing while she waits?"
The counter clerk smiled as she watched the young mage settle into her assigned role.
It was good to have competent people.
