"A pleasure, Lissu. I'm Marric." He tips his non-existent hat to the woman, and then waits for the elf to arrive.<br/><br/>And she does in a spectacularly dirty fashion.<br/><br/>"Ah, that's right. I completely forgot about that, no lie..." Marric says, giving the elf a sheepish shrug, and a crooked grin. "Musta had somethin' else on my mind yesterday. Anyways, at least you're ok, right? Could certainly be worse than gettin' a dirt-bath."<br/><br/>He chuckles and reaches into his pack, pulling out the latest crop of the moonbloom flowers that he had found outside the boar's cave.<br/><br/>"Here. I brought your master some more o' them moon flowers, so that should help ya out. No luck on the mushroom, though... well, at least not yet. I figured I'd see if maybe you had one o' them fancy bags that always gives you what you want out of it for sale, an' get you to look at my bracelet since it's actin' up again. But that can wait, since this young lady here was hopin' you might take a look at her book that's been misbehavin'."<br/><br/><br/><br/>