"Ah, excellent. I do so swear. Now let me see, all of the potions are healing potions, all the lowest tier I am afraid - better ping for your platinum. This is antitoxin, and these three are alchemical grease, cheap, but surprisingly useful. Now assume you are going to want to keep my formula book? If so let me have a day before you sell it and I will give you 200gp for it, its probably worth more to me than a shopkeeper.
Now as to your monster, I'm afraid I don't know too much. The thugs complained about others saying they did thing they claimed they did not do and there were a lot of fights, couple of killings even. There is a big old iron grate just over in the next "room" that leads down to some partially flooded cellars. But there are some nasty things down there I know I saw Grindylows when I went to check it out. Sort of like goblins with an octopus instead of legs. There's a drop down some twenty feet, but we knocked together a fairly sturdy wooden ladder it should be in a little room off to the east of the cellar entrance."
