"Somethin' tells me I'm gonna have a tendency to do that as we continue doin' business with each other." the monk smiles warmly as he replies to the Elf, but leaves it at that for now. "An' just how long are ya talkin'? Would we be good to stick for a bit, or should we leave the items an' come back for 'em later on?"<br/><br/>Even focused as he is on the bounties, Marric can't help but chuckle at the halfling woman's question... and, just for fun, decides to play into the elf's "illusion."<br/><br/><em>"Beats me, Lissu. I've been tryin' ta figure it out since I got here two days ago... an' ain't had no luck yet." </em>He whispers conspiratorially. And then, a little bit louder: "The haver-sacks sound like the way ta go for me. Don't need a whole lot, after all... Just enough ta make sure I'm not carryin' my body weight in gear and loot..."