[center][h3][color=90C8AC][b]Nibiria[/b][/color][/h3][/center]
[sup][color=90C8AC][center]Interacting with: [@Zeroth] (Goh)[/center]
[h3]Location: Garden[/h3]
[center][h3]Action: Conversation[/h3][/center]
[right][h3]Emotion: Suspicious[/h3][/right][/color][/sup][hr]“[color=3A5F0B]I don't agree,[/color]” Nibiria says, “[color=3A5F0B]I don't have wares. I doubt I could make sale of dried herbs and basic poultices, or a handful of canned vegetables and fruit jams,[/color]” she claims, ignorant of the fact that all those things could sell with ease and interest, “[color=3A5F0B]I'm hardly that special of a doctor. I'm just good at what I do.[/color]”

“[color=3A5F0B]Still, it is possible for the children to suffer injury and be untended for too long for my comfort...[/color]” Nibiria groused, as she hefted her watering can, crossing her arms, “[color=3A5F0B]For the sake of treating the children on the off-chance they are hurt, I will see what this... Market Day is about.[/color]”