Utterly Mad

Graham:
"Your rope? Don't think you'll get much for that. Besides, you'll need that to climb the towers and such."
The trader pulls out something from the stand, and puts it on it. It's a tribal telescope, made from scrap and old lenses.
"But I'd like to give you this, Graham. It's something I've been working on, and I'd like you to try it on the field, if you don't mind..."

Griffin:
The large window into the store is dusty, but with a slow, discrete swipe, you look into the store.

There's a campfire in there. But otherwise there's noone there. There is another door in the back though.