[Enough of this. The giants were skulking back home. The wounded that could be saved were being tended to already and beyond any sort of help she could care for. The buildings would be repaired eventually, and life was in theory starting to resume again, even if the dead were still dead. Things were as normal as they ever got in Asgard. Sam hated the idea of spending the next several days just sitting there, shocked that she was still alive and here. She wanted something to do.
So, she'd plopped herself on a bench in her backroom, and it looked like she was diluting some sort of red solution. Pausing, she reached up and cracked her neck, looking at the 'screen.']Pinch of Sage has a special, going for the next three days. I've got some extra backstock on teas here, and a bit of extra Affadil leaves from my supplier. First ten each day to come in and ask get a free box of chamomile, and I'll have Affadil Tea brewing if you want to try a cup.
[Did she have a wicked grin on her face as she said that? It might be because the stuff tasted beyond vile.] In the meantime, we're open again. Outside of the anti-curse stuff
[And the Poisons... but she didn't advertise that.], I'm going to be mostly out of potions for stamina and poultices for the next week at least before my next stock from Utgard gets in. Everything else is still in stock, and I'm doing some testing on what I'll just call the product I got a couple days ago. Might have some interesting results soon. Silver rune to anyone willing to clean up the debris and crap from the street in front of the shop. Oh... and if anyone wants lessons on protecting against Body Control, I'm offering free of charge. Call it a public service.
... and just, kind of a heads up if you knew Painwheel. She's been gone since before the fighting. I checked, but I figured a couple of you might want to know. Her spot at the counter's open if you want it. I've got a local kid running it most days, even if the punk's not exactly great with numbers yet.