The dim lighting of the magick infused lanterns did little to make the shop less suspicious. Hugo didn't much mind that, as he paid off any guards who came snooping around in this part of town. The Island wasn't that big to begin with, and "The Centaur" was in the shady part of it, so most guards didn't even bother coming this far down. He chuckled to himself as he watched some innocent looking woman browse the shop, running her finger over something that was surely cursed. He'd uncurse her, for a price.

The slight jangle of bells alerts him as he turns to the door. Someone new? He'd not seen them before here, and he never forgets a face.

"Greetings! I love a new customer. Here to procure some hard to find artifact? Or maybe a love potion? Come come, let Hugo assuage your woes and cure your needs!" He says smoothly, laying on the charm extra thick.