Sigmund - Crow's Feet<br/><strong>"The light potions are fifty pieces of gold, the moderate is three hundred."</strong>, the old man speaks with an irritating, sharp-pitched tone. Upon the question, he taps a hand upon the counter top, recalling memories from his past.<br/><strong>"Back before they were sealed up, things would use them to crawl into the city. There was always trouble lurking about, and we didn't have a militia. I haven't been down there myself, but I heard it's fairly big. I suspect it's infested as well. I'd stay away, there's nothing valuable down there, only danger."</strong>, he speaks in length, giving him a warning at the end.<br/><hr/>Marks - Cayden's Hall<br/>Magna takes the mug, setting it down on what remains of her table.<br/><strong>"I don't know what I would call it. Something impressive and strong to be sure. If someone bigger than you hasn't trampled you underfoot, you'll be sure to hear about it.</strong>", she preemptively boasts.