A few hours after Mareth started making potions, the door opened to reveal a human woman Mareth recognized as Maria, the rogue that had been exploring some of the nearby ruins.  She was dressed in what was supposedly leather armor, though it barely covered more than her chest, leaving most of her belly exposed.  A few small scrapes and bruises marred her skin, but she seemed to be in high spirits, judging by her bright smile and highly energetic personality as she looked around the shop.  "Hey hey Mareth, how's it going?" she shouted, waving at the elf.  "Slow business toda- whoops!" she gasped, her backpack bumping into a vial on the shelf and knocking it to the floor, Maria barely able to catch it before it landed.  "Hehe, sorry about that.  Anyway, I need a few more supplies.  Got any cat's grace or shield of faith potions handy?"