[ WP ] You run an RPG pawn shop . You haggle with adventurers who try to sell loot they 've acquired .

Alchemy has become my passion. Opening up a small alchemy shop on the river by the terraced farms which seemed to rise forever upon the grumbling volcano may have not been the smartest idea I have ever had. Nonetheless, the rent was cheap and the grounds were fertile. 
 
 I have had my fair share of bumbling travelers attempting to pass of their clearly counterfeit gold. However, the travelers which attempted to haggle has become more plentiful. 
 
 A boisterous yet pompous looking warrior stumbles into my neatly kept shop. He looked over to the alchemy table, which I kept free to the public, with eyes of befuddlement. `` Here we go'' I thought. 
 
 He stomped over to my desk, throwing his large sack of loot. I looked over the priceless loot with surprise. 
 
 `` Potion seller, this can be yours if you sell me your finest potion''. 
 
 `` My potions are too strong for you traveler'' I quickly quipped. 
 
 `` Potion seller, I am going into battle. I require your strongest potions''. 
 
 `` My potions would kill you traveler, my potions are too strong for you traveler''. 
 
 `` Potion seller, enough of these games. I am telling you right now, I am going into battle and I need only your strongest potions''. 
 
 `` You know not what you ask, my strongest potions would kill a dragon, let alone a man''. 
 
 `` Potion seller'', the travelers voice becomes weak. `` I do not know what to tell you, I require your strongest potions''. 
 
 `` You must find a potion seller who sells weaker potions''. 
 
 `` Fine, then I must go elsewhere''. 
 
 `` That would be more fit for a man of your stature''. 
 
 `` Potion seller, you are a rascal I say to you''. 
 
 `` My potions are only for the strongest of men''. 
 
 The self proclaimed knight grabs his sack of priceless loot and quickly stomps his way out of shop. `` Typical traveler''.
