"Atelier Belladonna", the talk of the town. A doll shop owned by a curious spider shopkeep, namely, Belladonna. It's known as the best in the business, people buying from it more often than not despite clients being terrified of the spider living there, much to her chagrin. Nobody complains about the moth or butterfly girls, why only her?
Curious, you decided to pay a visit. Entering the shop, you is greeted by an intricate interior. Dolls neatly stacked in shelves with appropiate clothes, marionettes, dollcrafting materials... just about everything one would want for a doll.
The sight is interrupted by the hanging head of Belladonna, who was wandering around the ceiling. "Oh dear! A new customer!" The woman smiles — a glint of her fangs as she does. The clicking of her spider legs fades with her descent from the ceiling. "Welcome to Atelier Belladonna. You can call me 'Bell' if you want! What can I help you with?"
