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Rafiq nodded vigorously, keeping pace with the oni easily as she flipped over rocks and debris in search of... something. She called them rat-man, bringing to light a rather crucial fact. [b][color=00CED1]"Ah, I haven't introduced myself! So rude, so rude, so terribly rude. I am Rafiq, the most famous of thieves on the surface! It is a pleasure to make your acquaintances oni woman who's name I do not know!"[/color][/b] They swiftly moved to Jukati's other side as she flipped over a large boulder, picking up what looked to be the tip of a spear and shoving it into their sack.

[b][color=00CED1]"What do I want? Well, I very much want to know your name, would be quite nice. Quite nice, quite nice, but more importantly! I want to work with you, you seem like someone who could always use a friend!"[/color][/b] They moved in front of Jukati now, an excited look in their narrowed eyes as they motioned wildly with their arms. [b][color=00CED1]"It would be very beneficial for the both of us, beneficial, good! You are strong, can fight many without breaking sweat! But you are big as well, it would be difficult to squeeze through cell bars or small windows for you! That is where I come in, Rafiq is very good at squeezing into tight spaces. I am also quiet, I am good at sneaking around and stealing. This sounds like mutually beneficial, beneficial, good, partnership yes?"[/color][/b] Rafiq peered at Jukata, hoping they were getting through to her. These oni, they were sometimes so very stubborn. It was hard to make deals with them, harder still to get away from an angry one.

And then, the drow showed up. One couldn't see it under their mask, but Rafiq's face grew weary as soon as the drow showed up. [b][color=00CED1]"I do not see your name, name, title, upon that which I take. Only dead fools and dogs owned these, and now the grave owns them. As they say in human culture, finders keepers, losers weepers. Losers, failures, worms."[/color][/b] Rafiq shot back as Willowa tried to claim everything here was hers. [b][color=00CED1]"Regardless, I do not sell garbage to oni woman. I sell my talents, talents, abilities."[/color][/b] And here comes the sales pitch. Now listen, Rafiq didn't have anything against drow personally. But negotiating with them was always a pain, they were a greedy people who would work to wring every copper they could out of you. But Rafiq had experience negotiating with drow, many a painting had been sold to a drow after it had been stolen. 

[b][color=00CED1]"Hold Willow of Tornas!"[/color][/b] They called out, scurrying over to the drow and closely inspecting the concoction. [b][color=00CED1]"I trust you are not trying to play the oni for the fool, this potion is certainly authentic upon first glance, but you tell us so little of it! For how long does it last, does it have side effects, how much stronger does it make you? To be big is a boon certainly, but it sounds too good to be true. True, bona fide, authentic."[/color][/b] Rafiq narrowed their eyes at the drow, backing away towards Jukata and standing in front of her with arms crossed. [b][color=00CED1]"And if there is one thing I have learned in life, it is that if something sounds too good, good, nice, alright, to be true. It usually is."[/color][/b]