Maggie sees the desperation in the vendor’s eyes and smiles. She softly places her hands on the table. “How about.. 75 gold pieces and a favor for three potions of healing, no Goodberry potions?” She slowly leans forward. “I am a performer. Perhaps..you would like a free show?

((Persuasion: 16))

The grizzled Harbor Master looks down at Cyrus from his perched seat and with his good eye gives him a once over. "Jah, I've heard of this Lord Hammand. Eccentric fella thinking anything with a lower intelligence then himself deserves to be hunted. Runs a gamin' company for all the fancy rich folk."

The vendor's eyes widen and his salesman's smile turns into a devilish grin. "Ahh, I misunderstood lady. Let's forget about these for a moment," he says pointing at the potions, "and let's talk about you. I have a friend who can make you a very rich woman." The vendor looks back and forth and then stares at Maggie as he pulls out a slip of paper. He quickly jots an address down on it "Here, my friend, tell them Rox sent you. The madam there will treat you well. She'll find you some work that'll keep you busy." On a scrap of paper is written an address, 322 Bricklane, followed by a name, Madam Laughton. "Now, about these," he says gesturing back to the potions. "I can say 200 gold pieces for four and the fifth one just ten, for a total of 210 gold pieces. Now that is a fair deal."

Gimble gets excited when she finds Digby’s Dungeoneering.  She begins to scrounge through his wares and looking for interesting pieces of scrap for her tinkering offering what she thinks is an appropriate amount.  She also looks for the owner of the store to get some history of the items she purchases.  

"Considering the flier, and the board... the group least likely to give us trouble, and going directly where we intend is the missionaries. Then again... missionaries. I doubt I could pass as a lady, so that route is out. And I don't think if we even pooled our funds together we could cover a fraction of the cost of one of those longships...  I guess the safest route might be the missionaries. Or the game hunting, if he could take us to the island. Then again, he might want to have a larger control over us and what we find on that island than we care to share...  Gimble and Maggie might have some insights, or we could just take care of it on our end gents. "

Upon seeing the writing on the paper, Maggie loses her temper. Her eyes turn into a solid black (Thaumaturgy cantrip) and she grabs the vendor by his shirt’s collar. She whispers, “How dare you? Listen closely, because I’m only going to say this once. I am an entertainer, a musician. Not that dirty thing you’re thinking of.” Maggie’s eyes turn back to normal as she lets go of the vendor’s shirt. “You should be ashamed of yourself.” As she turns to leave the vendor, she looks back for a moment and says, “I’ll be taking my business elsewhere. Maybe an honest merchant will sell me his potions for what they’re really worth.” She hangs around for a moment to see if the vendor will lower his offer.

((Yes it was a bargaining tool, don’t judge me.))

"Well let's talk to this Muldoon at least, see what he has to say. Though that is a good point about having a higher stake in our agency." The half elf spits.

Gaerich nods at the others words. “Id rather not give up my agency but I also don’t want to run blindly into danger. If this island is as full of dread beasts as we’ve been led to believe id rather have fighting men by my side then priests armed with nothing but their faith.”

The vendor sweats in fear as Maggie grabs his shirt and her eyes turn from normal to black then back to normal. As she starts to walk off he tries to compose him and then stammers back her, "madam, I apologize, but you must realize there are no more of an honest merchant in this Bazaar as I am. Please, I'll offer you four potions for 175 gp pieces. Final offer. I lose money on this deal it's so good." The vendor then starts bagging the four potions before Maggie answers. 

Walking in you see a middle-aged gnome with a clipboard taking inventory of all his ware, which seems like an impossible task because of the indiscriminate piles of metals, woods, glass pieces, and random items that could be of interest to you. The gnome looks up at you and smiles, "Ah, welcome to Digby's, I'm Digby. If you have any questions please don't hesitate to ask." 

When Gimble asks about her sword Digby takes it and examines it at his desk under a giant magnifying glass. When he looks up to speak the magnify glass catches his eyes, making them comically large for his small gnomish face. "Ahh, yes, this is a special sword. If you look here you can see these markings on the hilt. They indicate that this was constructed in a monastery, most likely from Amn or Damara, though I can't quite tell what these markings say," he points to some small marking on the bottom of the hilt. "This sword has special properties to it. From my guess probably allows you to conjure Longstride and maybe gives you a little oomph when you stick in an enemy," he says followed by a chuckle. He then hands the sword back over to Gimble. "I learned never to ask where my customers find their items, but I'll buy it off you for 175 gold pieces." 

((Just went back through the posts and I thought Gimble wanted the history of the magical sword she had in the beginning. But will share the history of items you do find. Go ahead and roll an Investigation roll for me please to see what Gimble manages to scrounge up.))

Cyrus nods at Gaerich before turning back to the Harbor Master. "And do you know of a Muldoon and where we might find him?

Maggie’s tail slithers out from under her cloak and flicks the ground. “Deal.” She turns around and gives the vendor 175 gold pieces in exchange for the bag containing four potions.

The Harbor Master answers, "Muldoon? He's the head hunter for Lord Hammand. He basically runs Bush Expeditions. You can usually find him at their base of location." The Harbor Master points at Gaerich and says, "I think it gives the address on the flyer your buddy there is holding." 

The vendor bows down in thanks and then hands Maggie a wrapped cloth bag with the four potions of healing in it. Looking around you noticed that Gimble went into a shop called Digby's Dungeoneering while you were haggering. 

((make sure you subtract 175gp from your inventory... I think you have 25gp remaining)). 

“It does indeed.” He turns back to Cy and Clav. “I’m for meeting this Muldoon and Hammond. Should we meet back with Maggie and Gimble to discuss our options?” 

((Where should I put the potions I bought?))

Just add them directly to your equipment on your character sheet on d&d beyond or if you want I can go ahead and add them your equipment.  

((No Worries))

Gimble is excited as Digby talks about the sword, hoping to learn of its history, but is a little disappointed when he cannot give a history of it.  This is quickly replaced as she starts to explore his shop ((Invest - 13)).

"Yes, I feel I'd enjoy their input. Let's let them help decide... they are part of the whole."