This seems fun. 
Well, now you've gone and done it. You killed that miqo'te mage with the purple hair. That's what she gets for not handing over everything she has all peaceful-like at knife-point and instead setting fire to two of your buddies while shouting that you were all going to have "a hot time in La Noscea tonight." What's she carrying?
L'yhta's Loot Table
| Item Name | Drop Chance |
| Jellied Fruits | 100% |
| Hi-Potion | 70% |
| 1000-1500 gil | 90% |
| Old elezen choral piece | 25% |
| Worn map of Eorzea | 40% |
| Small vial of blasting powder | 1% |
Well, now you've gone and done it. You killed that miqo'te mage with the purple hair. That's what she gets for not handing over everything she has all peaceful-like at knife-point and instead setting fire to two of your buddies while shouting that you were all going to have "a hot time in La Noscea tonight." What's she carrying?
- Jellied fruits: A small pouch of jellied and candied fruits of various sorts, mostly citrus. Sure, you could eat them, but now that they're covered with blood... ick.
- Hi-potion: Given the way she was throwing Cure around, you're not exactly sure why she carries potions with her.
- Gil: Way more than you'd expect, and drastically more than anyone sensible would be carrying around out here. What, was she taking a stroll to the bank... in another city?
- Old elezen choral piece: The part is written for a lower female voice and, if you could read music, would probably be a ballad. I guess she fancied herself a singer. You might get a few gil for this, or maybe you could get someone to play it for you.
- Worn map of Eorzea: This is a map drawn on aged and carefully preserved parchment and held in a fine silver cylinder. It's been annotated with notes about beastmen camps, possible treasure, and Aether flows by what seems like three different people, and it smells like your grandmother's attic. Clearly, this was her prized possession, but to anyone else? It's maybe worth 100 gil.
- Small vial of blasting powder: Your roll this old dirty vial over in your hands, noticing only at the last minute that it's cracked, leaking some kind of powder, and that it reads "Danger! Highly unstable." Then you notice that it's not powder it's leaking, but smoke! She finally got her hands on a vial of explosives, and now you're regretting it. You didn't need those fingers anyway.
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((about me | about L'yhta Mahre | L'yhta's desk | about Mysterium, the Ivory Tower: a heavy RP society of mages))
