(Oh, man. I'm just imagining the accent. I love it.)
As Antrekk stood towering over the crowd with confidence, having so brazenly inserted himself into the conversation, the midlander man shifted in demeanor once more; he now looked quite indignant. "Bah! Nonsense, she needs no hat! Here..."
With another grand motion, he opened the left side of his coat, revealing pockets stuffed with all manner of odd contraptions; he began rifling through them all, until he procured a small vial of thick, translucent green cream. With a surprisingly dashing, though rather devilish smile, he suavely presented it to the woman, his now free left hand outstretched to point at it as he held the vial delicately in the other hand. "You'll like this one. This here is an alchemical substance of my design that I like to call Sun-Be-Gone! You merely massage the ointment into your skin, and instantly, you are warded from even the most insufferable heat!" He attempted, then, to press the vial into the hands of the woman; the polished glass was refreshingly cool to the touch. "You may consider that a gift; free of charge," he said with a satisfied nod, followed by a quick, mocking smirk directed at Antrekk.
As Antrekk stood towering over the crowd with confidence, having so brazenly inserted himself into the conversation, the midlander man shifted in demeanor once more; he now looked quite indignant. "Bah! Nonsense, she needs no hat! Here..."
With another grand motion, he opened the left side of his coat, revealing pockets stuffed with all manner of odd contraptions; he began rifling through them all, until he procured a small vial of thick, translucent green cream. With a surprisingly dashing, though rather devilish smile, he suavely presented it to the woman, his now free left hand outstretched to point at it as he held the vial delicately in the other hand. "You'll like this one. This here is an alchemical substance of my design that I like to call Sun-Be-Gone! You merely massage the ointment into your skin, and instantly, you are warded from even the most insufferable heat!" He attempted, then, to press the vial into the hands of the woman; the polished glass was refreshingly cool to the touch. "You may consider that a gift; free of charge," he said with a satisfied nod, followed by a quick, mocking smirk directed at Antrekk.
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