Kittar scowled at the little creature before him. She was obviously the owner of the stall and was condemning as any other member of the Alliance. He looked thoughtful for a few moments, trying to figure out which projects he had that might require anything the rat in front of him had. There were few things he could buy from an alchemist that he could get cheaper else where and he really didn't like gnomes.<br/><br/>"Ju got ghost dye or some good mana potions?" Kittar finally growled. He really didn't like gnomes. The first was for some of his tailoring patterns and it would save him from having to track down a supplier for more of that dye. The second was because he was low on mana potions and one never knew when some upstart like the gnome before him would think it good sport to attack him when not in a place such as Shattrath.