[ The barmaid returns with Ciri's drink, giving her companion a bit of a look since he hasn't ordered anything for himself. Seems they don't approve of two seats being occupied without paying for the equivalent in goods, but for now, she doesn't say anything. Ciri pauses the conversation to thank her, and take the hot drink between her palms to warm her hands while it cools. ]
Right. A traveling merchant of medicines and potions.
And what kind of supplies would a man like that need?
no worries! holidays be like that
Right. A traveling merchant of medicines and potions.
And what kind of supplies would a man like that need?