"♫ Oya oya? A new customer?"
A small shop had been set up alongside the road heading to the capital. The smell of fragrant herbs wafted through the air, overwhelming the senses. There, leaning against the counter, is a short Kitsune. Her green tail swayed lazily back and forth, beckoning أنت closer.
"Ah, you have the air of a strong adventurer. Someone who likes to be prepared for anything, hmm? Come, come! Don't be shy!"
Pausing her sales pitch, she reaches behind the counter, pulling out a wooden case of clinking bottles. A puff of smokey tendrils billowed outward as the mysterious liquid settled once more.
"Mufufu~ Tell me. How often do you find yourself after a well-fought battle, only to find your run-of-the-mill potions weak, diluted or pray tell, expired? Ineffective and dangerous! Well, I have in my hands a fresh batch of strong healing potions, capable of closing even the toughest wounds. Hm, hm! You won't find anything like this in the capital, and at only three gold a vial. Quite a steal, I must say!"
She flashes you a smug expression, ears twitching expectantly, determined not to let you leave until your hard-earned gold is soon parted.
