The young child took her doll back, wrapping her arms around it as if she hadn't been able to do so in such a long time. "Thank you so much, kind sir." the child's mother nodded to the mage. "I don't think she could have gone another night without her dolly, could you Mara?" the woman nudged her daughter, then nodded to the mage.
"Thank you, mister." the young girl said.
"I don't know what I would have done without your… talent." the mother told the mage.
"It's alright, miss," the mage said. "I'm just doing what I do best, ya know." the mage gestured to his robes. Sigils similar to the geometric shapes he conjured a minute ago were woven into his clothes . They were covered in dirt as if he'd been unable to wash them for a while.
The mother pulled her daughter closer to her. "Well, we'll be leaving now. Good day to you sir."
THe mage's lips twitched. His eyes went from the pouch on her hip and back to her eyes. She winced.
"I'm sorry," she apologized. "But i can't pay you. If its found out i exchanged cash for… that magic…." horror came over her face.
"Just silver!" the mage pleaded. "Heck, I'll even take a few copper pieces."
THe woman flinched away , dragging her daughter with her. "I can't!"
"But I just performed a service for you! Isn't that just as wrong as paying me for a spell? C'mon, miss, I just need enough to buy a meal."
"NO!" the woman hissed. "And I didn't ask you for a service. My silly little daughter came up to you and asked if you could clean her stuffed doll. SHe is too young and unaware of the repercussions that could have happened to her, and thus can't be held liable." the line came out like she had rehearsed the line. THe mage's heart sank. It sunk even further when the mother said, "Now, sweety. I want you to never, ever, under any circumstances, let anyone perform the magic he just did for you. Do you understand?"
THe child confirmed she agreed, but looked too infatuated with her exorcized doll. THe woman then dragged her child away.