Right next to Fabian's store, Amma finds Elphaba's Wagon. "Finally someone who knows about the important things of life!" Amma shouts. She looks over the offer.
"Be welcomed Master...?!"
"I am Stigveladi Kötturin, a dwarven mage that lived near the forests or a long time. But you may call me Amma, sister, as long as you tell nobody. I did not hear that name for years now.
I teached myself a lot of things during that time. I know how to use this Opal for example. But you have so many things here, so many gems, so many scrolls. Do you know how to use all of them?"
"Yes of course", Elphaba smiles wisely "And I can teach you how to use them! But you will have to pay for it!"
"I will! But I have to earn some gold first. I will come to you, when you are here next time!"
"See you then!"
OoC : color coding and last part will follow!
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Finally Amma approaches ANWYL SMOKEBEARD'S SMITHY. She sees the bearded man praising his weapons. "Did you just say these were Dwarven made weapons?"
Anwyl sees that he is talking to an actual dwarf. He becomes uncomfortable bit decides to keep his bluff up. "Eeehh yes of course. Dwarven made weapons are the best. You will have a lot pleasure with them.", he stumbles. Amma becomes annoyed. "Are you kidding me?" "No, no. Not at all. Do you think I am too tall for being a dwarf? You are right. There are not many dwarfs that are tall like me." Sweat appears on his forehead.
"You are not a dwarf, no matter what you tell me. And this shit you are doing here, is betrayal. I will never buy a weapon from you, that for sure. "
Amma leaves the Marketplace in rage.