True to his word, Rorschach was ready to market his "Magical Crystal."
"It's beautiful," said the Mage from the Tower of Secret Techniques, inspecting the goods in the sunlight.
Rorschach took out a few more small vials and placed them on the table. "They're the same as the samples I showed you last time."
"No, they're not, Rorschach Mage. The crystals you've brought this time are generally finer. So, about the price..."
"This price already has a discount factored in for the size! Even in the Holy Kingdom, this stuff is extremely rare!" The young man seemed about to call off the deal, pulling the vials he had just set down back into his arms.
"Alright, alright." The Mage and his colleague exchanged another glance, then made up their minds. "We'll take the whole lot!" The Mage who had been silent until now spoke up, "But we need you to guarantee a stable supply in the future."
