"Oh, it isn't a problem, Alicia! As I said, it isn't for sale yet because I'm still tweaking the formula...mostly getting the scents and such just right." Mareth replied warmly, smiling at Alicia broadly. "If you wish to let your friends try it out, feel free. Just be sure to find out what they think, hmm? As for visiting..."<br/><br/>Mareth hesitated a moment then shrugged, smiling quirkily, like someone who had had an argument about the subject many times. "I'm afraid I'm more partial to Desna and Shelyn as patrons, as opposed to Iomedae. I respect her well enough, mind, but she isn't one that I'd worship myself. And I'd feel bad taking the hospitality of a temple I wouldn't be inclined to<em>join</em>, if that makes any sense. But have a good day, and I look forward to seeing you again!"<br/><br/>When Sylvia entered, Mareth blinked, pausing where she had been rearranging a few items. Tilting her head, she pulled out a small rack, one with a mere five potions on it as she replied. "Business is picking up still, of course...but it's going well. I do have five potions of healing...four lesser and one normal potion. Normally you'd see the lesser ones for fifty gold crowns and the normal for three hundred, but what with the temple in town, I'd reduced them by one tenth. So, 45 and 270 crowns, respectively. Are you alright? You look like you're somewhat under the weather."<br/><br/>The potions, of course, were just what she'd said, but each had a drop of her blood in them. Not that they sold well, sadly...the temple kept that from happening much. Still, if Sylvia was going after the bandits, Mareth was half-tempted to ask to go along with her.<br/><br/>((Bluff 10+14=24 for Alicia. 4 cure light potions, 1 cure moderate. Diplomacy 20+14=34.))