<sup><strong><span class="bbc_u">Crow's Feet</span></strong></sup><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Kachina- Crow's Feet<br/>Unphased, the shopkeeper takes the elegant container she specified in his hand. He holds it aloft for a moment, as if to tease.<br/>"Of course you would want to know about this one. I only wish you had the money for it. Women with that sorta money don't need it. It's a fine blend, but much too potent for your tastes I'm sure. It's enchanted to make the wearer irresistible for a small time. The last of it's kind, the creator died and took his secrets with him. If you happen upon four hundred pieces of gold in your future, I would be happy to sell it to you.", he mused aloud, almost mocking her as if she were a common streetwalker. He eyed it over himself for a moment before setting it back in it's case.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The lure is too great.  The art of his sale pitch too much to resist for the half-elven beauty.  She needs to have this perfume that he taunts and teases her with.<br/><br/><em>"Your correct,  I cannot afford it yet.   But I shall,  oh wait.    I have taken with my cohorts into investigating the theft from the other night of here.   I came in to meet with my compatriots.  As we are continuing to investigate.    First let me introduce myself I am Kachina.   I am not sure if your night clerk has mention this to you.  Nevertheless, I propose a bargain.   That is I claim the perfume as compensation for the recovery of the theft.  So what say you?" </em>