Rare Herbs

[Silas Kilam]

Silas slid into the apocathary shop, avoiding the front desk. He hated crowds, and the mass of people wanting to be given their fill of the wonderous potions the apocathary readily had available, or specialists wanting elixers to increase their skill in battle. him? He just wanted to get the ingredients for his newest challenges. he waited as the mass thinned, and then joined the now-organized line. when he reached the counter, he put his left hand into his coat pocket, taking his time, and making sure he took out the right object. he then put it on the counter. the list of ingredients included several extremly rare herbs, all of which were used in highly potent medicines and medical potions. The list read in careful Calligraphy:

Three Habiscus roots, used as a potenting agent in Antidotes.
Two quarts of crushed Marien leaves, used in medicines to provide a pleasant Odor and taste.
Four vials of Lefre extract, a potent agent used in healing potions.
One-half pound of Jiral powder, a thinning catylist

"for the Lefre extract, I can porvide my own vials." he then looked up at long last to the bazzar dealer. he fished out the four small vials, placeing them in a neat row on top of the list. he stared into the dealer, trying to calculate how much money the convienience of not spending the time in the forests looking for the items would cost him.

[Artifex Felicis]

The elder woman read through the list, squinting at parts to read the writing. It seemed to curve and loop and travel across its line, but she made enough sense of it. In truth she was still sort of young, middle-aged would be closer. It was reading order like these for nobles or other higher mucky-mucks that gave her gray hair and bad eyes. She set about collecting the various items that the person wished to purchase, moving quickly and with deft hands that knew where everything were.

"200 for all of that," the woman replied, still collecting much of what he wanted. She paused, thinking over and re-adding the figures. "Sorry, 250 for all of it, including the jars for the Marien leaves."

[Silas Kilam]

Silas payed the clerk slowly and mythodically. he counted out two hunred and seventy five pieces, leaving a ten percent tip of twenty five pieces. he then picked up the three pounds of Alchemistry supplies, stuffed them into his many jacket pockets and left.

[Artifex Felicis]

"Sir, you overpaid your..." the woman trailed off, collected the gold and pocketed the extra money.

((Transaction complete, 25 credit remains.))