Just as Nark was about to enter the warehouse, another thin old man walked towards him from afar. Before he even reached Nark, he yelled, "Nark, give me 20 Lilacs. I need them urgently."
Nark stopped in his tracks, turned around to him with a bitter smile, and said, "Master Markelyle, Joan has already taken all the Lilacs. If you want them, I can only find five or six for you. Why don't you wait for the caravan to arrive?"
