Raika looks the man up and down. Perfect, she thinks a useful opportunity. Instantly putting on a frail and meek facade, she speaks, "a-ah, well.. Im just following in my pa's footseps, ya see? He was a merchant in my home town and I was hoping to be like him!" Raika readjusts and fiddles with her backpack straps. She looks down meekly. "I have a lot of native spices from my hometown.. b-but I don't know how to sell them, or what they are worth.." Raika looks up through her bangs and sees a smug, opportunistic grin on the mans face. He took the bait. The main regains his posture and says "Well, why dont you show me what you have?" Raika looks up, flustered "a-ah! o-okay". The man and Raika settle down at a table, off to the side of the bazaar. She shows all of her miniature bottles and explains what they are and their worth in her hometown. The man looks at the jars carefully, as if inspecting them. "Hmm, well.. these are quite worthless here.. How about 15 gold per bottle." Time to play Raika sheepishly says "b-but I-i think they are worth a bit more", "Alright, then how about 20 per bottle?" "m-more" "t-thirty five?" "m-more" "fifty!" "d-deal" Easy peasy. She hands over all of her bottles and the man gives her the money. Raika grins, "Pleasure doing business with ya!" And skips off. Haha! - What a fool! Pathetic scammer cant tell the difference between spices and bottled sand! Welp, more gold for me!
(ps the skin im using is a placeholder)
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