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Isabella blinked a few times and shook her head. "Of course we have healing elixirs. But you don't want a healing elixir. You want something considerably more ... potent. That you obviously cannot afford, even if we had o.."

A tiefling woman who bore a distinct family resemblance to Isabella came quickly out of the back of the shop and cut her sister off.

"What... my sister means to say is that we have nothing with that sort of power. You'd be best off at the temple of Asmodeus but even they, there might simply not be a potion with that sort of power in Kintargo at all."

"Eliza! It's obvious she can't afford it, and equally obvious we have no such thing. It'd be worth more than our entire shop! And unless this woman chooses to dress very plainly, and has a pouch full of diamonds she simply wouldn't be able to carry enough silver to pay for such a potion!" Isabella, missing the point, continued to speak in a loud voice, not heeding that Temperance was still in the shop. Eliza, her tiefling sister simply looked put upon, smiled as warmly as she could at her customer and cut her sister off.

"You are welcome to browse. We do have a good stock of standard healing potions at better prices than you will find anywhere else. And perhaps a little discount for ... our shared legacy. It's not easy in Kintargo for us these days. Not that it ever has been."

A tiefling woman who bore a distinct family resemblance to Isabella came quickly out of the back of the shop and cut her sister off.

"What... You will have to excuse my sister, she is very bright but not always the best communicator. I believe what the woman is asking for is this." She held up the Elixir of Life she brought out from the back.

"Expensive but most certainly worth it. And not like what you were thinking of Isabella."

Isabella, missing the point, continued to speak in a loud voice, not heeding that Temperance was still in the shop. "Eliza, don't be ridiculous, she clearly asked for a formula, one to bestow life," she quoted Temperance precisely.

Eliza, her tiefling sister simply looked put upon, smiled as warmly as she could at her customer and cut her sister off.

"And this, as is clearly labelled dear sister, an elixir of life. Mother and I have told you before language is imprecise no matter how much that offends you. Sometimes you have to use common sense." She stepped to Temperance and held out the elixir."

"This one is three gold. If you need something more powerful we can brew it up special order but it'll be much more. Will this do? Or should I get Isabella to work on something more potent? Despite a lack of people skills, she is quite an alchemist."

Maria was much less eloquent than Temperance on hearing about the sabotage, the earlier incarnation of the Ravens and Morgar's unfortunate mind control. Less eloquent than Temperance, possibly not much better than Dead Man.

"Do imps need to breathe air?" she asked, not really expecting an answer, more a rhetorical question as she looked around the room and grabbed a large sack, dumping the potatoes out.

"No need to get your hands dirty. Put her in here and take her to the river and deal with her like a squirrel or raccoon or any other vermin." She was quite experienced and quite adept at dealing with pests. The fact that this one talked didn't seem to bother her one bit.

Isabella blinked a few times and shook her head. "Of course we have healing elixirs. But you don't want a healing elixir. You want something considerably more ... potent. That you obviously cannot afford, even if we had o.."

A tiefling woman who bore a distinct family resemblance to Isabella came quickly out of the back of the shop and cut her sister off.

"What... my sister means to say is that we have nothing with that sort of power. You'd be best off at the temple of Asmodeus but even they, there might simply not be a potion with that sort of power in Kintargo at all."

"Eliza! It's obvious she can't afford it, and equally obvious we have no such thing. It'd be worth more than our entire shop! And unless this woman chooses to dress very plainly, and has a pouch full of diamonds she simply wouldn't be able to carry enough silver to pay for such a potion!" Isabella, missing the point, continued to speak in a loud voice, not heeding that Temperance was still in the shop. Eliza, her tiefling sister simply looked put upon, smiled as warmly as she could at her customer and cut her sister off.

"You are welcome to browse. We do have a good stock of standard healing potions at better prices than you will find anywhere else. And perhaps a little discount for ... our shared legacy. It's not easy in Kintargo for us these days. Not that it ever has been."

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Maria was much less eloquent than Temperance on hearing about the sabotage, the earlier incarnation of the Ravens and Morgar's unfortunate mind control. Less eloquent than Temperance, possibly not much better than Dead Man.

"Do imps need to breathe air?" she asked, not really expecting an answer, more a rhetorical question as she looked around the room and grabbed a large sack, dumping the potatoes out.

"No need to get your hands dirty. Put her in here and take her to the river and deal with her like a squirrel or raccoon or any other vermin." She was quite experienced and quite adept at dealing with pests. The fact that this one talked didn't seem to bother her one bit.