<table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://i.imgur.com/m24oT.jpg)</td><td>((sense motive again.  Just in case... result 23))<br/>"I just thought it might be more unique."  She tucks the ring back into her pouch and thinks.  "Eight healing potions?  Miscellaneous herbs?"  Se sets her mouth, the only emotion she's portraying.  "Alright.  Have there been any adventuring parties through here, any gypsies?  Any thieves gangs in operation or the like?"<br/>Folding her arms over her breasts, she continues to survey the wares for anything else of interest.  Her mind wanders back to the brothel, where her new contacts are probably fucking at the moment.  She sighs in mild frustration, then checks herself mentally.  <i>Discipline, girl.  Whatever you do must have a purpose,</i> echoes the familiar voice of her master, deep in her mind.<br/></td></tr></tbody></table>