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"My finest short bow and a cheap iron dagger? 550 gold pieces. But what's a pretty thing with your condition gonna do with them?"
"Here...You never know..."
"Aye, if you fancy yourself a master rogue or some such, forget it. You'll be lucky if that rickety excuse of a cart sees you anywhere outside the main city."
"I will find suitable help. Some things I just can't do alone...Not anymore at least."
"Why you looking at me so, lady? My time of adventure and struggle has long passed now."
"But you got it all wrong. There is this charming fellow from a faraway land who's taken a...preference for my potions as of these days. Next time he passes by me will be what decides if he's got what I look for."
"Just don't try anything ridiculous, the City Guard do not take their task triflingly."