<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=58849.msg2756786#msg2756786">Quote from: NobleWolf on 19-02-2010, 07:58:11</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>"I'll tell you what you want to know, but I don't intend on getting any more mixed up with you adventurer types."</strong>, the halfling responds after taking a minute to think it over. <strong>"Last time one of you dungeon crawlers took care of my debts, I had to pack up and move clear across the country."</strong><br/>Rubbing his palm against his forehead, he grumbles further, <strong>"If anyone around here stole a crate I would have overheard something. I haven't been a thief in quite a while, but if the sword is good quality, your average thief wouldn't bother with an entire crate of junk. Your culprit needed it all, that or it's a case of sabotage."</strong><br/><hr/>Alright, you picked his daggers and tools up then.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Dungeon-crawler?"  She tips her face to one side in careful consideration.  She lacks the ability or desire to hide her interest, or her lack of knowledge of such things.  "That's interesting."  Shiloh drops the halfling's belongings on the ground before him-- except the ring, which she's tucked into her pouch carefully.  "Leaving now would be a bad idea.  Just... don't drink here again, or at least not for a while.  You should be able to continue to operate."<br/><br/>Fully aware that the daggers are in plain view on the top, she makes no defensive maneuvering or threats-- she simply stands straight, her arms folded under her breasts, and leans against the wall.  She shakes the cropped, autumn-brown hair from her eyes and grins at the halfling.  "I have no intention of causing you problems.  I simply ask that you be more careful.  If things go as I plan, I will be a very good friend to have.  Remember that."<br/><br/>She opens the door to the root cellar and stands aside from it, mindful to stay out of arm's reach of the halfling.  "Just one more question, if you don't mind... why would someone steal healing herbs and a bunch of potions?"  She thinks back to the list at the shop, the parchment that the shop-keeper was holding... what was on that list?  ((If she can recall the specific potions, she tells the halfling))