So, enough jibbering, here is Angela's Herb Shop!
Angela's Herb Shop
Based on the description from the book Eragon, naturally.
The other shops were down by the city wall, not crammed between expensive houses. He tried to look in the windowa, but they were covered with a thick layer of crawling plants on the interior. Curious, he went inside.
At first he saw nothing because the store was so dark, but then his eyes adjusted to the faint greenish light that filtered through the windows. a colorful bird with wide tail feathers and a sharp, powerful beak looked at Eragon inquisitively from a cage near the window. the walls were covered with plants; vines clung to the cieling, obscuring all but an old chandelier, and on the floor was a large pot with a yellow flower. a collection of mortars, pestles, metal bowls, and a clear crystal ball the size of Eragon's head rested on a long counter.
He walked to the counter, carefully stepping around complex machines, crates of rocks, piles of scrolls, and otherobjects he did not recognize. the wall behind the counter was covered with drawers of every size. Some of the were no larger than his smallest finger, while others were big enough for a barrel.
Waddya think?