wighard: Marius smiles, and perks up "shall we trade stories? i have one from a compatriot that is about a swamp hag with iron nails. they sang and played bawdy music all night, until the witch let him go with his life and a new aptitude for music" he quirks his mouth "she took some of his sanity, but its a fair trade to not end up eaten, neh?" he will wait for wighard to tell a story

bruno and jasmine: either there is no powder to be had, or everyone is tight-lipped and no one will sell to you.