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@dovqahnaarin

They look so whole for being undead, but the pallor of their skin is a certain tell. Judging by the non-Elonian clothing, they're probably not Awakened. Which is unfortunate, because Risen are way less likely to be possible to reason with, and she doesn't have weapons or fire.

"Please don't be evil," is what ends up coming out of her mouth. Best decision of the day? No, but it does make for a low bar to beat!

"Beeeecause then I couldn't sell you your new favorite product--" What is she doing? She doesn't have anything to sell! She doesn't even have the materials to make anything impressive... but this place has open, natural areas, right? She can find stuff. Probably. "Fifty high-quality rocks, and your first delivery's free!"

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"Oh, good, good! Me too." She pauses at their next words -- new fear unlocked??? -- but manages to continue smoothly enough. "Ha! You'd be hard-pressed to succeed where dragons have failed. My skull's even denser than the rocks I sell!"

A joke she'd never try around other asura, because they would probably know the actual relative density of bones versus rocks, and they would call her out on it.

Wow, they're actually gonna buy. This rules. Maybe she really can survive here. How much will people pay for a good rock these days, like, ten coppers? More? Maybe ten, at a bulk discount. So fifty would be, what...

"Uhh, five silver. Bulk discount! And-- Oh, if you want any of them to be shaped like animals, that's extra."

       they were used to being taller than most humans - and even most elves. but they were several feet taller than this individual. she didn’t appear to be a child either despite her small stature, regardless of whatever race she happened to be. kharza was almost caught in their own musing and nearly missed the comment (likely) about their undead nature. “ mm. i like to think i’m not evil. ” but that was the sort of thing that tended to be subjective - not that they believed she was interested in discussing philosophy. “ ...i’m not gonna eat you, if that’s what you’re worried about. ” it usually was, in their experience.

       they blinked a few times in dumbfounded silence as she launched into a sales pitch for ... rocks. they didn’t know if this was her grasping at straws to get away from the ‘evil’ comment or if this was just something she would have done back home - but kharza decided that avoiding any more awkwardness in this conversation was worth the price of ... rocks. “ um ...sure. i guess i’m running low on... uh ... rocks. ” where would they even keep a bunch of rocks, anyway? their ‘roommates’ probably wouldn’t appreciate it, at the very least.

         “ ...how much? ” kharza dreaded to think of the potential price tag for ... rocks.