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The man calling himself Marneus rolled his eyes and returned to his original seat, replacing his hood properly along the way. The young fool had driven the old woman off and he was unlikely to learn more now. No matter, it would have likely been a fruitless line of inquiry anyway. Almost as soon as he settled himself again, the bone reappeared from inside his sleeve and resumed the dance between his fingers. A few moments later, the door swung open and a cheery blonde Hyur Midlander man entered, spying the table and hopping into the seat opposite the hooded man. A satchel clanked noisily at his side as he grinned in greeting.
"Evening D...sorry, "Marneus" he said with a wink. "Got your stuff right 'ere. I'm assuming you're gonna want to inspect it before paying like always, but I gotta insist you do it right 'ere. 'ad some try and run out on me without payment." He pulled the satchel into his lap and unlatched it, passing three small vials across the table. "Just some small samples. Got the rest in the bag if they're to your liking. Tak your time." The hooded man set the three vials in front of him and uncorked each one in turn. The first contained a white, powdery substance which he dipped his finger into and tasted with a nod. The second was filled with a deep red liquid, this one he examined with a quick sniff. The third and final vial was home to a viscous green goo. He held it up to the light and peered through it, checking for translucency.
"They appear to be...acceptable. The quality on this" he said, holding up the third vial "is somewhat lacking. It shall be sufficient for current needs, but I would suggest that you take care to improve the quality of your goods should you wish to continue our business arrangement."
"Evening D...sorry, "Marneus" he said with a wink. "Got your stuff right 'ere. I'm assuming you're gonna want to inspect it before paying like always, but I gotta insist you do it right 'ere. 'ad some try and run out on me without payment." He pulled the satchel into his lap and unlatched it, passing three small vials across the table. "Just some small samples. Got the rest in the bag if they're to your liking. Tak your time." The hooded man set the three vials in front of him and uncorked each one in turn. The first contained a white, powdery substance which he dipped his finger into and tasted with a nod. The second was filled with a deep red liquid, this one he examined with a quick sniff. The third and final vial was home to a viscous green goo. He held it up to the light and peered through it, checking for translucency.
"They appear to be...acceptable. The quality on this" he said, holding up the third vial "is somewhat lacking. It shall be sufficient for current needs, but I would suggest that you take care to improve the quality of your goods should you wish to continue our business arrangement."
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