Mentally Tehr both laughed at the outrageous prices, and at the same time screamed at the woman in his own head, 'seven hundred GOLD?'  Even as a magical curiosity it seemed a ridiculous fortune for what amounted to a shelf tchotchke.  Instead he said nothing and just examined the dog for a little while.  Tehr smiled at the woman and made a mental note of the location of her shop.  This was far more money than he was willing to spend on a gift.  He thanked the woman and told her that while he was interested, he was looking for something more in the range of ten gold, a small decorative gift, not a true and rare objet d'art.  He simply couldn't afford seven hundred gold.  If the gnomish woman had something that could fit his price range and interests, he'd purchase it, but otherwise he'd have to move on.<br/><br/>Briefly, for a moment, he considered using magic on the old gnomish woman.  He had memorized charm person today, but ensorciling merchants was a huge risk, and not one he was willing to do over such a minor purchase.   Buying a black hound was to be his way into talking to the Ravos household, not worth bankrupting his house or risking jail just for a good second impression.