[center][h2]Desmond Wathen
The Eye of the Beholder Inn
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Desmond was still in his spot in the tavern, having nearly finished his meal with only a few chicken wings left and his drink almost gone. He was considering what to do next since it looks like he is going to be stuck in the tavern longer than he thought. Desmond guessed he  will not be seeing his mother any time soon and once things have calmed down. Still, there was not much to do while he was stuck here other than eat, drink, and talk to people.    

As Desmond was taking one last sip of his drink and not paying that much attention to things at the moment. A blight-born came up to him and sat right next to him. Desmond, with drink still in hand, turned his head and listened to what the blight-born said. She is looking for a merchant? He thought to himself as he looked the blight-born up and down. Trying not to seem nervous in her presence since he is still trying to figure out the blight-born and is not comfortable with them yet. 

After finishing his drink and putting his mug down, he answered the blight-born's question. Wondering why she is looking for a merchant. "Uhhh... yeah, I am a merchant. You have some business you wish to do or something?" Saying it in a wondering and polite tone. It seems he may be popular today with another person looking to do business with him. The first day, he is out and about, and he's got three customers, one potential and one arrangement with another potential on its way, it looks like. Desmond did not even have to try today, they just come to him. 

Either way, Desmond awaited what the blight-born would say and wondered what she wanted from him.        

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