RP:Human DNA

Grassy Knoll Market

The road through Kelay is down the northern side of this hill, while more hills are to the east. A lushly painted forest grows in the west, but here, atop this knoll, there is no vegetation. Gravel covers the earth, creating an uncomfortable rest spot for everyone. Why this hill is covered in small stones, no one knows. To the furthest south of this area, though still in view, you spot a rather odd looking building of sorts which sports a rather large sign that reads, “Aranhil’s Amazing Aromatic Aerbals.” If you were to enter, you would see many plants, or bins full of freshly picked plant parts; everything from leaves, to stems, to flower petals, to roots, and even mushrooms. You find many bottles placed around the interior, each labeled something else and each with a description. Most of these appear harmless, as if one may use them as a prank on another; however, there are some that express using extreme caution, for they may even take lives. Others of course would save lives, in fact many more of the herbs and potions were for the art of healing than of trickery and pain. You look at the price tags as you browse through the items, and each price seems reasonable enough. You take what you will, paying the man at the counter. A small sign hangs from the counter saying “Restocked Daily,” letting you know that should you buy them out, a new stock would soon arrive. Happy with what you have found you may leave this place back outside and head west, north, or east and continue on with your life no matter your intentions with whatever you may have bought.

Walking into Aranhil's shop Vasha looks around before making her way over to the herbalist, "You wanted to see me?"

Aranhil nodded, "Indeed, seems I am in need of some Human hair locks. Would you mind giving me such for a bit of coin?"

Vasha chuckles and reaches up to hold out a lock of her sable hair, "Help yourself."

Aranhil grinned, 'Easy enough,' he thought to himself as he pulled a dagger from his belt and a few bands of elastic material from beneath the counter. He noticed now her long hair, its length would serve for better samples, he placed the flat of the dagger to the middle of her back, "Would all your hair from here down be alright?"

Turning so her back is to Aranhil Vasha stands still and closes her eyes, "Go ahead. Just please don't take too much off. I like my hair long."

Aranhil nodded and gripping her hair he would pull it back, possibly making her head fall back as well. The dagger would cut where he had indicated, a straight line across. Her hair fell to the counter and quickly he wrapped it into seven separate locks of hair. Dropping them into a bin after writing a brief description of Vasha down and placing it with the hair. Next he pulled from his waist a small leather sack of coins. Placing it upon the table he smiled, "Three thousand pieces, as agreed."

Vasha picks up the bag of gold and give Aranhil a smile, "My thanks friend." Giving the bag a shake to make the coins clink she adds, "I truly needed the extra gold."

Aranhil nodded to the woman. Should I have further need of such an item I shall be sure to let you know.”

Giving him a nod she slowly makes her way to the door and calls back, "Just send me a message and I'll come by."