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Flatbelly stands near to GG curious as what the hag will offer.

Adrik will listen in. He is cautions as he believes it to be a scam. He wants to see if she is lying about the product she is selling.

Insight check: [1d20] = 20

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(OOC: Nice roll!)

As you pause intrigued by the woman, you start to smell the lack of hygiene on her part.

You notice her clothing is tattered and worn, dirt hidden by the dark colour and the darkness of the time of day.

Her cart is in a similar state. You wonder if she will get past the end of the block with the wheels that it currently sports.

"I have this vial of Drow Poison, and this pouch of Dust of Dryness." Her eyes shift a bit as she brings her items out.

She gets very quiet.

"Only 50 GP each, for the likely heroes you are."

As you wait and talk your senses of smell start to become overwhelmed. Her body odour seems to be sticking in your nostrils. As if she has not bathed for quite some time.

She then grins with a mostly toothy grin, a few teeth missing.

"Lady we don't want any of your trinkets. Tell you what, I'm feeling generous today. Here is 1GP. Go have a bath."

Adrik takes out the GP before even saying anything. Trying to hind behind one of the other PCs so nobody notices him pulling out the GP.

"No coin here. But interest aplenty," GG offers.

He waits to see if there's any take up, meanwhile looking around for any (others) showing too much interest or trying not to be seen.

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Perception [1d20+5] = 16+5 = 21

Flatbelly, less bothered by the woman smell looks at her kindly, but still wary of a trap. "No mean to offense. My friend was only concerned of your health. If you don't mind, do you have any other items in your inventory?" he asks.

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(OOC: How much gold do we have anyway?)

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OOC: GG has no money

Tornak peers intently at the the old woman trying to fix her appearance in mind. (She would make a great disguise when trying to case a joint while in plain sight!) At the mention of Drow poison he perks up and nudges GG "Supplier?" he whispers to his companion and fades to the back of the group.

GG nods without looking at Tornak to acknowledge the prompt, but waits for a response from the cart vendor.

"Oh uh, uhm This dark fellow who was passing through town needed some coin. I had just uh scored, I mean sold my last other potions and I was in the right place at the right time." She lets out a pretty big sneeze.

"Companions, this ladies is lying. Her potions are fake. Let's move on and let her be."

"Lady, there are some fellows by the Inn that are drunk that you can con." Adrik give her the directions.

With a sheepish grin she collects the coin that was tossed, and heads towards the Inn. Sneezing again.

GG thinks it a remarkable coinidence that she should mention a drow and assumes that she actually may have seen one recently.
"How long since you saw this dark fellow?" asks GG. "And where was he headed?"

Flatbelly looks after the lady but then continues with the group to their destination.