Pamela
*Dives decided not to get involved. She could probably handle the Forsworn by herself with a stealthy approach now that she knew about and was prepared for them. Having some extra hands wouldn't hurt, however, and it looked like the human was going to pay for their protection on his own, much to her amusement.*

*She turned to the Orc.* "You said you wanted a cure disease and a cure poison right? I have the ingredients for one of each here, I can brew that up for you now while I heal, if you're still interested. I'll only charge you just above the material costs. Cheaper than any city or village store you'll come across."

*She did the math in her head. Material costs for the cure disease was 17 Septims. Cure poison's ingredients were a lot more rare and thus expensive, making the material costs 25 Septims. She'd add to it just a small bit, to make some profit, while still being cheaper than stores.*

"The cure disease will be 20 Septims, the cure poison will be 30. I can get to work now if you want 'em."
Anya
He raises an eyebrow, "And how much are you willing to pay, kid. I'm not a cheap merc, you'll have to pay well." He says, then turns to Dives, , "50 for both?" He chuckles, "Usually the cure disease potions cost me more." He says, placing 50 septims on the counter, "Thank you, kindly."
Craig
"I mean it depends on how well this goes! If I lose a leg I wouldn't pay you 50 septims would I?" He said chuckling. "Plus if by the end I can make a solid amount, and you do good, might just pay you extra!" He said hoping he was convincing enough.. He wasn't a good talker but he knew money talked good. "Plus who knows... You might get first dibs on anything good we find." He looked at the orc "There's lots of stuff to consider."
Pamela
*She nodded back.* "Thanks for your business. These'll take about 10 minutes to brew up."

*As she started her work, she comments on the price.* "Cure disease potions can actually be made for *Very cheap* In terms of ingredients costs. On average you can do it for 17 or 20. Not sure why alchemists and temples all sell them at around 70-80 apiece, while at the same time, their cure poison potions go for about the same, more reasonable, rates as mine. Keep that material price in mind, though, if you ever find yourself haggling for them."
Anya
"50 septims is shockingly low. That's about what I'd demand if you did somehow get your leg chopped off by a stick with teeth on it." He says, "My rate is about 250. 200 flat rate with an extra 50 because you're making me stay in the Reach longer." He turns back to Dives, "Suppose that won't stop them from using, or claiming to use, more expensive ingredients." He says with a chuckle
Craig
He coughed from hearing 250 "By mehrunes saggy taint!" He kept coughing clearly having swallowed saliva. "Hot damn! Why are you still working? I'd have gone home by now that could last you like.. Rest of the month if you're frugile!" He said.. Now contemplating mercenary work "But yeah I'd pay you afterwards if I could! I'm sure afterwards I could scrounge afew hundred.." He turned to the argonian "How well off were they? The more brutish ones or did they have some magic?" He inquired. He was now wondering how much they could make from this little job now..
Pamela
*Dives chuckles at what the Orc said in response to her advice. He WAS right, though the typical charge was still twice the highest possible ingredients cost...*

*She looked up from her work for a moment at the human's question.* "Well, I'm not sure if I could determine that *Exactly*. Seemed to be a small raiding camp. There was one unarmed person among them in what looked like a leadership role from what I saw when I first snuck up on the place. Maybe a hedge mage? But the more interesting thing, if you're looking for value, was a wagon that they had in the center of camp, loaded down with supplies. Looked like it was once a merchant's before they probably killed the poor sod on the road and stole it. Might be some good stuff in that. Didn't see much more than it before their archer... Or maybe *One* Of their archers... Got me by surprise."

*She turned back to her work.* "Sloppy hit too, or we wouldn't be talking. If it wasn't for him getting the jump on me, well... Judging from where he hit me I'd bet on myself being a better shot."
Anya
He grumbles, "Fine. But I'm laying claim on any septims they have." He says, "I suppose you two will want to rest up first. Since you're drunk," He points and Uvrel, "And you got poisoned." He says pointing at Dives.
Craig
"Yeah.. Just.. A little .." He grabbed a healing potion and began to drink it up hoping to sober up from it quicker with his potion. "Just.. Gimme half an hour I'm.. Good I'm great.." He also drank lots of water.. Honestly alot of drinking..
"But how'd the forsworn miss you? These guys are just a shame to all reachmen.." He said clearly a bit miffed
Pamela
"Didn't miss me. Just missed the parts of me that'd kill me." *She laughed at that.* "What it *Did* Hit, and that poison, was enough to force me to run away though. I do look forwards to seeing that Forsworn who managed to sneak up on me while I was sneaking up on that camp and did this. Even the score. Not gonna be sloppy enough to let that happen a second time."

*She went over to the bar and ordered another water, needing some more for the potions.*

"He must've been a scout on the outskirts of camp or something. Not sure how he spotted me and managed to go without me spotting him. He must've had a pretty good hiding spot, I'm usually good at this kind of thing."
Anya
"The Forsworn may be a bunch of amateurs but they're nothing to be trifled with. Ambush tactics are their bread an butter, and it's just about the only way they can win in a fight. Gotta keep your wits about you, know what to look for, and keep your guard up." He says, "Never assume you're safe in their territory. Because you aren't, those bastards are everywhere."
Craig
He looked at them "Ooohooo a caravan ... That outta have good stuff.. Maybe some exotic alchemical ingredients or books?" He said smiling and rubbing his hands.
Mentioning their ambush tactics he nodded "Oh yeab forsworn are like the worst reachmen! They preach how 'ohhh we're the strong ass reachmenz' and all they got to show for it is barely able to hit a target thats standin still!"