((You enter a lively market square, the kind where anyone can sell you anything. You hear nobles complaining to merchants that they have to throw their money down the merchants throat.)) You walk around when a goblin merchant waves for you to come closer, acting all buddy-buddy with you "Hey, you look like you just came from an adventure. I respect that, I really do. But you know what I think is a shame? That every adventurer tries to buy their health potions the "legal" way. I can sell health potions to you much more stresslessly if ya got the coin..."