[center][h1][color=ForestGreen]Vamon[/color][/h1][/center]
[center][color=ForestGreen]Location:[/color] The store, Shezze. (Passing through the Square)[/center][center][color=ForestGreen]Interacting with:[/color] Mentioned [@rivaan][/center]

Vamon stirred in his bed before he sat up and rubbed his eyes. He glanced out the window to see that the world outside was just as dark as the day before. He quickly got dressed and gathered his gear, making sure to layer well. It had been cold since he had arrived a week ago, he was glad he had shown up when he did. At least today didn't feel like it was freezing quite as much. He had made sure to wake up well before people started their days today. He had decided it was time he made a little money, since his coin purse was starting to run low and he really did like having a bed to sleep in.

He wasn't physically strong so he couldn't get a job in the mines, and he wasn't a people person so working in the store or the inn wasn't going to be possible, so he decided to do what he knew best. The goal was going to find a secluded spot on the outskirts of town and brew some potions of healing. Shezze was a small town, few people and even fewer doctors, so potions of healing would be worth a lot to the right person.

He made his way to a spot on the outside of town, away from the paths people would take to work. Lighting a torch with his flint, he placed it next to to him before setting up his various vials and beakers, as well as a lamp that had been modified into a small burner. It would take several hours, but the end result would be worth it. He got absorbed in his work soon after he began, the few hours passing by in almost the blink of an eye. By the end most people in the town would have gone to work already, but at least the shop would be open.

He placed the two potions of healing he had made into his pack along with the rest of the supplies he had used to make them. He placed a cloth in with them to make sure the glass wouldn't make too much noise as he walked back into town. It only took him a few minutes to make his way back to the town square where the inn and the store were located. He was a little surprised to see a pair of women standing in the square, eyeing the inn. Perhaps they were travelers like him. He made a note to introduce himself if he ever got the chance, simply opting to offer a friendly wave as he made his way to the store.

He had visited the store once since he had arrived, with the goal of buying an extra set of thick clothes. Incidentally, that had shortened his potential stay at the inn, giving only a day or two left if he couldn't make more money. He politely waved to the man as he entered. The man returned his gesture but looked a little uneasy. He turned up his nose a little as Vamon approached. The smelt of sulphur and smoke wafted off of him most of the time, so it was understandable. Usually Vamon would change clothes to hide the smell in town, but today he felt the smell helped him a little. This was the smell of an alchemist, so it served to assist him in his deal today.

[color=ForestGreen]“Good day”[/color] He said to the man in his best attempt to put on a friendly tone. His voice was rough and gravely, and didn't offer itself to being friendly too easily. He glanced around for a moment and looked at what the man was selling. There was a collection of odds and ends, small rings and necklaces as well as a large selection of rations and water skins. There were also clothes and things like gloves and boots for sale too, but none of that interested Vamon today. [color=ForestGreen]"I was wondering if you might be interested in buying some potions I had made"[/color] He said as he retrieved the two potions from his bag. They were thick, dark red elixirs that each sat in a small glass vial. [color=ForestGreen]"They are potions of healing, they can heal almost mortal wounds in a matter of minutes. They would be worth quite a lot to the right person, and I would offer you a fair price, of course"[/color]

The inn was cheap as far as inns went, so he was hoping he could get a bit over twenty silver pieces. That would cover him for quite a while, and it was a fair price for the potions. He might have tried to go for more money if he weren't desperate.