A Market Stall “Salamanders! Domesticated, house-trained salamanders! They’ll turn away bad luck, protect the house against fire and make women fertile!”Do you want to take a closer look at the stall? The woman across the table looks at you strangely when you stop in front of her.“Forgive me your excellencies, but I only sell salamanders and not their stones.”Do you at least buy a salamander for 10 Ducats?The woman takes a salamander and holds the wriggling little animal out to you. You grab the salamander and while you are thinking about where to put it, the animal manages to get free and disappears behind the stall.You don’t have enough money.
