"Welcome to the Emporium of Many Wares!"
My name is Miranda and I'm the proprietress of this humble little trade house by the port of Bellson, Corrington.
Our motto is "if it exists on the market, we can get it for you".
Our business has only been steadily improving since we embarked on this enterprise five years ago.
Other rival tradesman, jealous of our success, often assert that we fence black market goods.
All lies and absolutely slander, of course. The nerve of these people! I pay them no heed at this moment, but some day...
The reality is that much of the success is owed to the generosity and influence of my kind benefactor, Lord Whitegate.
My mother worked as a maidservant in the Whitegate Estate for as long as I could remember.
His lordship treated us very well; much better than the average servant, if you asked me.
And through that grace, I had the privilege to have received an education, alongside his youngest son, Leonard, who is two years younger than myself. We practically grew up together.
When my mother passed on from consumption, five years back, his lordship offered me an opportunity to strike it out on my own.
He provided me with the capital and the contacts necessary and well, here we are today.
Welcome to the Emporium! And what can we get for you this fine day, good sir?
Perhaps we could interest you in some fine tools, both sharp and blunt?
Vinegar, you say? Yes, we have some stock in the back. You've brought your own bottle then?