[i][color=ed1c24]Dren Rache[/color][/i]

Drat. Extending the time of a sale only increased the chance of somebody else getting in whilst he was away with a better offer. He wasn't sure if he had competitors in town, but if he did, they'd snatch up this girl before he even had a chance to speak with her again. Well... there might be a further way to ensure she stuck with him. An old trick Dren had picked up long ago, a way to ensure she came back to him for more.

"Well, that is unfortunate. But I assure you, miss, my services will be worth whatever you can pay. And I can make you a guarantee." He slipped the red bottle back into his cloak and instead removed a tiny pyramid shaped bottle, this one filled with a glistening black liquid. "This, is a simple sleeping draft. One drop could knock out a giant. Take it, as a sign of good faith." he set the bottle down on the table and winked at her once. "Try it out if you please, anything to assure you my work is top notch."