He grabs her hand and shakes it while saying, "likewise. By the way, I have greatly enjoyed listening to your music from the beach at night. It always brought a sense of peace."

While Nalos is saying that, the party sees Usul running back up from a nearby alleyway.

Snurk starts picking his nose. “I care very little if you killed people. We’ve all killed people.”

Stanley has been watching everything closely.  He pulls Darla aside for a moment, being careful that everyone is concerned with Nalos at the moment, and whispers "Darla, we can't do this if we don't have better equipment.  If this apothecary doesn't produce what we need... maybe we should just go.  I wish I could go back home, my mother could pay for absolutely everything we need."   He sighs, then mumbles "I suppose she might not at this point though."

Darla grabs Stanley's hand, patting the back of it with her other. "Dinnae fret dear, we'll 'ave it all sorted. It'll be dangerous any which way we cut it, so let's see where it sits after this, aye? 'Sides, where'd tha' adventurous spirit from th' other night go?" She pokes him in the ribs at those words, giggling.

You all make your way, as a group, through the alleys and a little bit of the underbelly side of the Larboard Light district until you make your way to your destination. When you walk into the shop, there is a middle-aged human druid woman sitting on a stool behind a counter organizing some herbs. She looks up to see the group of you and she smiles a warm smile and greets you. "Welcome," she says.  "You've found yourself at the Angela's Apothecary. I'm Angela. What can I do for you?"

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Snurk starts picking his nose. “I care very little if you killed people. We’ve all killed people.”

Nalos looks at Snurk, somewhat disgusted that he's picking his nose, but just nods, taking note of the nonchalance with which the little frog talks about death.

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You all make your way, as a group, through the alleys and a little bit of the underbelly side of the Larboard Light district until you make your way to your destination. When you walk into the shop, there is a middle-aged human druid woman sitting on a stool behind a counter organizing some herbs. She looks up to see the group of you and she smiles a warm smile and greets you. "Welcome," she says.  "You've found yourself at the Angela's Apothecary. I'm Angela. What can I do for you?"

 "A pleasure tae meet ye darlin', Ah'm Darla. My friends an' me'self are lookin' fer a specific sort o' thing, but before tha'," Darla pulls out the letter, handing it to Angela, "we were asked tae hand this aff tae ye."

Angela reads the letter and her demeanor drops and the warm smile goes away. It's replaced with...well, you're not sure of the emotion you read on her face. But, she says, "Ah. I see. So, what exactly will you be needing, then?"

"We'll be needin' somethin' fur our less aquatically inclined. Somethin' tae let us breathe underwater maybe. Anythin' what may generally help us tae be avoidin' such unpleasantness as drowinin'." Darla says, gesturing to Stanley, Usul, and herself. "Not sure as tae the contents o' tha' letter, but if it dinnae sour ye tae greatly, we'd certainly appreciate it."

"Well..." she says thoughtfully, leaves for a moment and then comes back with a bottle. It is filled with a cloudy green fluid that has a jellyfish-like bubble in it. She removes the stopper and the smell of the ocean wafts out. "This," she says, "is a potion of water breathing. It'll last for an hour. Normally, we charge 250 gold per bottle, but this letter that your captain sent you with will get you some on the house. This time. How many do you need?"

"At least one for each o' us what cannae breath water, so that'd be three." Darla points at herself, then Stanley, and then Usul.

"Many!" Stanley pipes up before the others.

"Sorry," Stanley says after.  "It's just, we are going to need enough to probably last a good while. 4 each, at least, no?" he finishes, looking around.  "Darla, how long do you think this will actually take us?"

Darla laughs a bit, "Ah've no idea darlin'. Ne'er been tae a Sahuagin den before, an' Ah dinnae plan tae make it a habit after all's said."

"I'm sorry, but I won't be able to part with more than one per person, sir," Angela says. "Not even for Captain Three Earrings. At least, not unless you're able and willing to pay full price for them. If I wasn't clear before when I asked how many you needed, I meant for how many people. My apologies for the confusion." She looks at your group and doing some mental math. "But, if you have 3,000 gold, I would be happy to make four potions for each of you. But, with this letter, I'm already looking at parting ways with 750 gold worth of inventory. I'm sure you understand." 

"Oh, believe me dear, Ah do. If we 'ad th' option, we wouldnae o' even given th' letter." Darla says, shrugging helplessly.

Stanley nods, resigned, realizing that they may have to do some serious planning.  "Hmm..." he wonders aloud.

"So, if it's just the three of you that will be needing potions..." Angela goes back to get two more and returns with them. "Here you go. Now, if you need anything else, I'd be more than happy to provide it at full cost. Thank you."

While the group had her distracted and offended asking for 3k g worth of potions, Usul will reach over and try to pocket whatever is closest.

For Usul