Pud wrings out his artificer smock and checks to make sure his potions aren't waterlogged. Especially that mummy rot poison. He shakes his head like a wet dog. 

"You guys been here before? This place is kinda...I dunno. It's kinda weird. My wonky leg is kinda tingly."

He squints and reads the sign that the girls are checking out.

"That shop sounds pretty neat. Let's check it out."

Wringing out your soaking clothing and gear, stinking of swamp water, you clamber up onto the muddy islet and then onto the rickety wooden dock. The moorings of the stormcloud-balloon creak and strain, and lightning roils above in the miniature thunderhead.

Matilda, Titaani, and Pud carefully approach and peer over the merchant's counter and through the gray glass into the cramped interior of the basket. Two glum-looking darklings, dressed similarly to the ones you saw in Endelyn's amphitheater audience, and looking annoyed to have visitors, look up from within. 

"What?" greets one. "Nothing here for muddy kids. Beat it."

Ben:

Once everyone is accounted for, Ben turns to his horse and brushes out his coat, making sure to tend to the hoods as well to make sure the magnificent creature is okay.  Seeing the others head off already, he leaves his horse free on the island for now, then heads towards the shop.

As he walks, he considers this feeling of longing, of nearness to something he has lost.  After everything they have been through, he may now actually have a chance to find his missing piece, and the prospect both excites and concerns him…

Matilda turned to Titaani, " Sounded like he said ' Take whatever you want, please don't cut my arms off. Is that what it sounded like to you?"

As Matilda works her magic on the Darklings, Pud can’t help but notice how that hot air balloon thundercloud contraption looks a lot like something one could find at Endelyn Moongrave’s castle. 

Pud steps up and hollers out “Hey there! Whose ride is that? Looks like something someone we know would make.”

"Take a hike, kids. This basket belongs to Charm. Charm's Wondrous Wares. Nothing for you. Scram." She waves you away, as the other darkling nods in agreement.

Ben notices not everyone is accounted for. Amidor and Pollenella are no longer with you.

"Why are you in such a hurry to shoe us away. You expecting someone? Calm down, I'm just lookin' to sell some things. You in the market for a vial of mummy rot poison? This stuff is pretty nasty." Pud unclips the cover on his belt pouch showing off the poison along with the other elixirs.

" Charm? Never heard of them, maybe they need a better publicist....or less useless employees?", Matilda calculates they get to say 'kid' one more time before she gets to stabbing......after all all the darklings she's seen so far have all been working for Hags....

"Look, we don't got time for a gang of muddy urchins. We ain't buying your rot. You want something on our sign? You gotta pay for it. Go find a job. Or bother somebody else." She waves you away again.

" Can I please set them on fire?", Matilda asked Ben with batted lashes.

The balloon – or rather, the balloon-shaped stormcloud powering this craft – continues to creak and sway slightly with its enormous lifting power, tugging at its moorings in the swampy lake.

The two darkling merchants cross their arms and shake their heads with disapproval at Pud, Titaani, and Matilda. "Unless you're actually buying something, go take a hike. We're busy," instruct the darklings, who are clearly doing very little inside their basket cabin.

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Matilda turned to Titaani, " Sounded like he said ' Take whatever you want, please don't cut my arms off. Is that what it sounded like to you?"

 
Titaani goes to reply with yes, only to shut her mouth abruptly as Tiny nudges her in the back. She glances back at him and, noticing his disapproving look, gives Matilda a non committed shrug. 

Watching the darklings give the rest of the party lip, however, makes Titaani scowl. She crosses her arms and grumpily snaps at them: “This merchandise that’s supposedly too good for us, what does it actually do? Is it even useful at all?”

Ben:

Shaking the swampy water off of himself as best he can, Ben strides up to the others and asks his friends, “One would think with the sign these darklings would be looking to sell.  Are their attitudes in need of a correction?”

”Last time we visited Bavlorna this Charm lady was there, too, if I recall,” he adds to his friends before turning to the shopkeepers and glaring at them intently.

Intimidation:  19

Taking Bens demeanour as confirmation, Matilda began trying to spark a flame with some of the more combustible trinkets she had found.....

Pud does a flourish with his hand and casts message on the snarkier of two Darklings in attempt to help Ben with his intimidation.

"Careful, these two are craaaaaazy. Don't triffle with them!"

“Uum, well, if we’re doing this, then,” Titaani leans over and casts create bonfire on the tickets Matilda is holding. “Then there you go, Sis.”

Ben:

Still trying to just talk at the moment, Ben waits for the darklings’ response.

Advantage roll for Intimidation:  8 

" Eek!", squeaked Matilda jumping back from the sudden flame.

" Uh.....I mean.....yes! We will bring flaming ruin down upon the unbelievers!"

(Contesting darkling charisma check: 15)

The two darklings are having none of it.

"Begone!" shouts one, losing her temper. "Get your flaming trash off our property before we have the bullywugs lock the lot of you up in a dank cell. We will not be harassed by a bunch of mud-covered vagrants." She turns to her partner. "Bauble, call the guards!"