Dolin Forgesplitter can be seen tacking a scroll on town post. It states:
Brotherhood Overstock Sale
We are looking to clear items that we will never use, all ours wares will be sold for the best offer given.
Our wares include:
Acid X2
Antidote X1
Balm X3
Bandages X42
Birdlime X3
Bloodscourage X2
Brimstone X21
Brittlebane X21
Charm of Freedom X1
Dragon' Breath X5
Dryad Seed X3
Duskveil X2
Elder Breath X1
Epoxy X1
Fake Blood X2
Flash Pellet X2
Ichor X1
Mother's Hush X2
Panacea X1
Paraffin Oil X11
Potent Herb X7
Remedy X3
Saltpeter X12
Smelling Salt X2
Splint X12
Strong Herb X1
Tonic X39
Troll Serum X20
Unguent X8
Weak Herb X21
Weapon Slick X1
Winterbarb X2
After placing the parchment Dolin walks into the tavern, sits down and enjoys a jug of ale.
Riddles walks up to Dolin, and reads the scroll in his hand. He excitedly squeels "OOO OOO! ME! ME! I can use bandages very very very very very very very quickly!" he starts to wrap the unknown dwarf up with a scarf, pretending it is a bandage. "SEE!?!?!?!" he shouts, excitedly. "MR. DR. Riddles Sir will take bandages, yes we will, wont we?" he says, happily clapping his hands, his big eyes staring at the dwarf anxiously.
On her usual passing of the town post coming back searching for herbs, the new parchment caught Binx's eye. The Uordeq skimmed over the list of items, a few toxins catching her eye, but the addendum at the end was what convinced her that this could be useful. She turned her attention to the squealing gnome and the dwarf she had never met. "Bandages would be useful indeed, if you still have some to spare."
The aggravated Dolin quickly unwraps himself.
" Why did you do that? I have no reason to doubt you." Obviously restraining himself. Dolin quickly regains his composure once he reminds himself that this gnome is a customer. "My apologies, um... Dr. Mr. Riddles. I don't think we have met, I'm Dolin Forgesplitter. How many bandages do you need?."
Dolin reluctantly turns to the Uordeq, "Yes i have plenty, how many do you need? We havent met yet Im Dolin and you are?"
"Dolin Dolin Dolin Dolin Forgesplitter!" says the gnome, committing the name to memory. "No we haven't met, most assuredly knots!" he said, with a chipper attitude. "I am Mr. Dr. Riddles Esquire, at your service" he says, with a swooping bow. "I would love love love love love to procure possibly two bandages, one for here" he points to his left thigh, "and one for here" he says, as he points to his belly. "You see, I keep giving away my health to the folks in need here, and they don't seem to appreciate, I am giving away the best parts of me!" he sighs. "Why, just the other day, I gave away part of the tattoo in honor of my mother!" he says, as he pats his left butt cheek, and winces a little. "Anyways, yes yes, two please cousin!" he says, and then he sits down on the ground, and stares at the dwarf's beard, stroking his own face as though he were imagining it on himself.
Dolin hands Riddles four bandages "Those are some nasty wounds you have there. Im sure they will heal quickly (heal 4). Here are four, youll need the extra for your bum..." Dolin looks at the gnome slightly confuses why he has a tattoo on his butt. "Why the Hell would you give away something as valuable as that?"
"Well, its not really a choice you see, give a little, take a little. I learned a lot at the Istensia's college, but I could never figure out how to choose what to give. Its okay though, Mr. Mitosis brings it all back for me, yes yes he does, repairs it right up he does!" the gnome takes the bandages from Dolin. "Why thank you thank you good sir, this will most certainly help me sit, and next time I get around to the sacrifice-bum, I will have a good bandage to fix it up!"
Glimmer pulls a crayon from her pouch and writes "I'm dealing with Garith. Please find me." Glimmer signs her name in big swooping letters and draws a stick figure with wings playing with a very large cat and a ball of yarn.