Viola had been curious when hearing about a travelling merchant of sorts that carried an array of odd goods. Few merchants would bother dealing with her kind but maybe this one wasn't so picky when it came to business.
"Umh, hay, you, lady." the little orc announced her presence before approaching, lest she have a knife thrown at her "I heard you're a merchant who isn't picky about who she sells to, is that true?"
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