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Fragrant boutique. (Delve Market)
Resplendent in his finery, this Caentoi merchant lounges amongst his wares. You see a sign here instructing you that WARES is the command to see what is for sale.

>> Teani tries to learn Fumology.

Ood, a fat Caentoi merchant says, "My apologies, but that is not a talent which I am proficient enough in to teach. You must seek elsewhere."

You blink.

You say, in a feral tongue, "Fumology?"

You demand, in a feral tongue, "You sell smokeable things. How can you not be the right person to ask about this?!"

Ood, a fat Caentoi merchant says, "My apologies, but that is not a talent which I am proficient enough in to teach. You must seek elsewhere."

You glare angrily at Ood, a fat Caentoi merchant.

You demand to Ood, a fat Caentoi merchant, in a feral tongue, "How can you stand there, you fat merchant, and claim you don't know enough about this, when it's ALL YOU SELL?!"

You say to Ood, a fat Caentoi merchant, in a feral tongue, "I have the credits. I am being told that you -do- know the talent. Why, then, are you refusing?"

Ood, a fat Caentoi merchant says, "My apologies, but that is not a talent which I am proficient enough in to teach. You must seek elsewhere."

"Bah!" you retort disgustedly.

You say to Ood, a fat Caentoi merchant, in a feral tongue, "This is -not- the right way to earn credits."

Ood, a fat Caentoi merchant rolls his eyes at you.

You tap your foot with mild impatience.

Ood, a fat Caentoi merchant says, "My apologies, but that is not a talent which I am proficient enough in to teach. You must seek elsewhere."

You narrow your eyes at Ood, a fat Caentoi merchant.

"Maybe Ood just doesn't like your annoying face," Ood, a fat Caentoi merchant grunts in reply.

"That may be, but I was perfectly amiable when I first got here," Teani shoots back, crossing her arms. "Now, do you know about fumology or not?"

"I do," Ood, a fat Caentoi merchant replies, deliberately short and unhelpful.

Teani stares at the merchant for a good while in silence, as if waiting for more. One of her fingers taps against her arm in an impatient way, until she forces herself to stop. Taking a deep breath, she finally asks, "And will you consider teaching me this useful talent?"

"Apologize," Ood, a fat Caentoi merchant grunts, puffing out his fat belly in infuriating fashion.

Teani straightens up and raises a brow. "For what?" she asks. "You are the one who began lying to me as soon as I came here."

"HoW cAn YoU sTaNd ThErE, yOu FaT mErChAnT," Ood, a fat Caentoi merchant mocks you, his squeaking imitation very high-pitched, very inaccurate, and very annoying. A bit of spittle hits your face.

As if to mock you even further, Ood, a fat Caentoi merchant casually rolls together a new blend, showcasing the talent he obviously knows.

Teani blinks as the saliva hits her face. Before responding, she reaches up to wipe it off with one finger and flick it towards the ground. Her eyes move to the frustrating fat Caentoi and she takes a small step closer, enough to almost come in contact with his belly. "I. Was. Accurate!" she says in clipped words. Taking another step back, she says, "I don't -need- this talent, but I figured it might be nice to learn something new. Perhaps I should take my credts and go? I can just make more perfume. It smells nice."

"I call this one 'Rude Sapience Woman'," Ood, a fat Caentoi merchant declares, interrupting you rudely in the middle of your words. He proudly shows off his new blend before making it disappear somewhere in a fold. "Smoking perfume? Bold, but Ood will not stop you."

Teani rolls her eyes at Ood, grumbling something about frustrating merchants. "You apologize about lying, and I'll apologize after," she counters.

"What did I lie about?" Ood, a fat Caentoi merchant asks, interrupting the middle of his sentence with a belch.

Teani takes another deep breath before answering, "You repeatedly told me that you do not know enough about fumology to teach. Clearly that was a lie, as you have both admitted and shown."

Ood, a fat Caentoi merchant also takes a deep breath. "Ah! Fumology! Yes, I can teach that." He agrees with you.

Exasperated, Teani tilts her head back to stare the ceiling for a moment. With a grumble about stupidity, idiocy, and many more afflictions that might encumber this man's brain, she turns back to Ood once more.

Ood, a fat Caentoi merchant takes you through the delicate minutiae of the talent, describing both the broad principles behind it and the intricacies of individual tasks. After an exhaustive training session, you feel well-versed and ready to begin expressing your new Talent for the world to see!

Having finally been taught what she needs, Teani looks at the merchant again and says, "I am terribly sorry for hurting your sensitivities with my accurate description of your appearance. Have a good day." With that, she spins on her heel and exits the shop.