The shopkeeper- a round old man with a walrus mustache, who wears a monogrammed kerchief with the initials "W.B." inscribed on it- listens to your pitch intently... and smiles when you're done.<br/><br/>"You've got a long way ta go before you're a true salesman, kid, but I won't lie... those are curious little stones you have there." The man's small eyes twinkle and he motions for you to come and sit with him at a thick stone table to one side of the door. "And I'll tell you what..."<br/><br/>Once you're seated, the man leans forward and holds out a hand, requesting to see one of the gems for himself.<br/><br/>"<em>If</em>these things work like ya say they do... and I'm not doubting your word, fine young adventurer that ya are... but<em>if</em>they do, then I would be quite interested in 'em. In fact, I'd make ya a deal. I'll give ya your hundred gold,<em>and</em>a talisman on the side... if you'll promise to sell me any more of these ya find while you're in our neck of the woods. Now, I'm makin' a big up front investment here... so I'll only buy later ones at 40 gold pieces per, but I'll guarantee you a sale every time. Whaddya say to that, Elf?"