"Yes, more potions for Gio-ria." she repeated with a chuckle, and sat back once more to watch her lover work.<br/><br/>A half-hour later, and Lisra is blinking, in awe herself.<br/><br/>"The... mug is one of Cayden's own?  As in one of<em>his</em>, the<em>god's</em>?" she asked, for clarification as she leaned forward "Dear Shelyn... how am I..."<br/><br/>She stopped, thought about it... and then groaned,<em>loudly</em>.  There was one man who could pay for these, and could get her magic items with ease... and he was a goddamn asshole...<br/><br/>"Gio, would you do me a favor?  I'm in a hurry to basically save the world, need magic items quickly... and you're a better socialite than I...and I don't want to talk to whom we need to.  I need you to go see that... bastard of a wizard in that tower of his... and do the trading and sales there.  He's an ass, in my opinion... but you've dealt with worse in the bar, I'm sure.  Would that be too much for me to ask for?  I'll follow you there, and wander about town while you work, meet you back here by... just after lunch-hour?"