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Smallhands General Exchange

Est. 2026 Halfling Expert

Smallhands General Exchange

The shop is called Smallhands General Exchange, though its painted sign shows Quiggly Smallhands standing atop a barrel with one hand raised toward a wagon whee...

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Shopkeeper

Quiggly Smallhands, a Halfling Expert (Lvl 9)

Keeper's Species

Halfling

2 Weapons23 MiscEst. 35 gp

Shop Inventory

(25)
Weapons2

A practical sling made from waxed hemp and supple hide, suitable for hunters, caravan guards, and anyone who prefers to keep danger at a distance.

A sturdy utility knife with a horn handle and a broad iron blade. The counter displays dozens, each marked with the initials of its maker.

Miscellaneous23

Coarse hemp rope smelling faintly of tar and river mud, sold in tightly wound coils for climbing, hauling, and securing cargo.

A bundled adventurer's pack, assembled beneath a painted sign showing a smiling pack mule beneath a red oak.

Heavy, cold, and scarred from use, these crowbars hang in a neat row beside the barrels of nails and horseshoes.

A compact repair kit for wagons, crates, tents, shutters, and field shelters. The tools carry the scent of oil and fresh-cut ash.

A brass-rimmed lens mounted in a folding wooden frame, sold with a slate for recording weights, measures, and suspected adulteration.

The magnifying lens reveals flaws in cloth, grain, metal, and glass that are difficult to notice at a glance.

Salted meat, hard biscuit, dried apple, and a pinch of bitter tea wrapped in waxed paper. The bundle is plain, filling, and built to survive a long road.

A thumb-sized clay vial of alchemical lamp oil, sealed with black wax. When lit, it gives off a sharp mineral scent and a pale, unwavering glow.

Burns with a steady blue-white flame for 10 minutes, even in rain or strong wind.

Useful for grooming, signaling, and peering around corners, each mirror is polished until it catches the shop's lantern light like a cold moon.

Packets of turnip, barley, bean, and bitterroot seeds are stacked in a cedar cabinet. Quiggly claims every packet has been tested against Edgewood's stubborn soil.

Once planted and tended normally, the seeds produce a hardy harvest with no magical alteration.

Dull iron spikes wrapped in red cloth, favored by teamsters securing cargo and travelers pitching tents on rocky ground.

Quiggly's preferred form for recording shipments and debts, printed in tidy columns by a local scribe.

The paper bears a faint watermark of an oak leaf, making forged copies easier to detect against candlelight.

Cheap pear brandy in a squat brown flask, normally sold to teamsters, night watchmen, and customers who have just received bad news.

Drinking it does not remove poison or grant immunity, but its harsh warmth can steady a frightened traveler for a few minutes.

A practical household and expedition bundle, packed in cedar that carries the dry, resinous scent of Edgewood's forests.

The candles burn for 8 hours each and shed a clean, steady flame.

A tightly stitched burlap sack of clean, pale salt marked with Quiggly's blue wax seal. Favored by hunters, tanners, and caravan cooks.

A heavy sack of sifted wheat flour, double wrapped against damp weather and stamped with the miller's mark.

A broad, reinforced canvas carrying bag with leather loops and a stitched inventory panel for recording contents.

Dense cakes of pressed beans, grain, and dried vegetables, packed in waxed paper for long journeys or emergency stores.

A bundle of sturdy grain sacks made from coarse burlap, each bearing a blank space for a merchant's mark.

A compact brick of pressed washing soda wrapped in paper and twine. Useful for scrubbing cookware, whitening cloth, and cleaning wagon parts.

A roll of thick waxed wrapping paper used by traders to protect food, tools, seed, and other small goods from moisture.

A matched pair of spools wound with tarred hemp twine. The dark coating keeps the fibers from fraying quickly in wet weather.

A wooden crate of plain tallow jars, useful for lamps, cooking, leatherwork, and wagon maintenance.

A lidded crock filled with a dry blend of oats, peas, barley, and dried onion, sold by weight to travelers and households.

Lootable Stash

(6)

Where The Take Sits

The shop occupies a broad timber building near Edgewood's market road. Public shelves hold ordinary tools and provisions, while a curtained rear office contains the cashbox, personal effects, contracts, and private records. A trapdoor beneath stacked flour sacks leads to a cramped storeroom where higher-value trade goods are hidden.
1 Money2 Personal Item2 Valuable Record1 Trade Goods

Security Check

Thievery
DC 25

On Failure

A failed Thievery check makes the rear bell cord ring in the mayor's office. Quiggly emerges through the curtain with a loaded hand crossbow, while two shop assistants bar the front door and shout for the town watch. If the party fails by 5 or more, Quiggly recognizes one stolen item and uses his authority to issue a town-wide description before dawn.

Estimated haul

92.29 gp

MoneyLoot target #1

Counter Cashbox

18 gp, 7 sp, 9 cp
Under the main sales counter
The day's smaller transactions, mostly silver and copper, kept in a locked iron cashbox beneath the counter.
Personal ItemLoot target #2

Quiggly's Pocket Ledger

5 sp to a collector, considerable leverage to an investigator
Inside the mayor's waistcoat or the desk drawer in his office
A tiny tailor's notebook filled with measurements, reminders, clipped labels, and affectionate notes about Quiggly's household. It has little resale value but could reveal names, debts, and private errands.
Valuable RecordLoot target #3

Caravan Contracts

35 gp to a rival merchant or corrupt official
Locked in the office desk beneath a stack of seed invoices
A packet of signed trade contracts showing which caravans supplied Edgewood, what tariffs were paid, and which merchants received favorable rates from the mayor's office.
Trade GoodsLoot target #4

Foundry Copper Ingots

12 gp
A false-bottomed crate beneath the rear shelving
Three small ingots of high-grade copper stamped with a distant foundry mark. They were set aside for a blacksmith who has not yet arrived.
Valuable RecordLoot target #5

The Reserve Stock List

20 gp to a trader, more if used to expose price manipulation
Pinned beneath the underside of Quiggly's office desk
A sealed packet containing the latest inventory count, supplier marks, and a list of goods quietly withheld in expectation of rising prices.
Personal ItemLoot target #6

Oakleaf Thimble

6 gp
Inside a cedar keepsake box beside the office bed
A silver thimble engraved with an oak leaf and the initials of Quiggly's late mother. It is sentimental rather than exceptionally valuable.
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Quiggly Smallhands

HalflingExpertLvl 9

Shop Atmosphere

The shop is called Smallhands General Exchange, though its painted sign shows Quiggly Smallhands standing atop a barrel with one hand raised toward a wagon wheel. The front room smells of cedar, lamp oil, coffee grounds, and damp wool. Burlap sacks form crooked aisles between shelves crowded with rope, tools, seed packets, dried food, lamp oil, nails, cloth, and sealed jars of ordinary household goods. Brass bells hang above the entrance, and every customer hears their thin chiming mingle with the creak of wagon wheels outside. Quiggly Smallhands is a sharp-eyed halfling merchant and Edgewood's mayor, a level 9 expert who wears a dark green waistcoat, polished boots, and a ring of mismatched keys. He speaks quickly, remembers every debt, and can estimate a crate's contents by lifting one corner. His smile is warm until someone lies about a shipment, at which point his voice drops low enough to make the shelves seem suddenly taller. He keeps a hand crossbow beneath the counter, not because he expects violence, but because he believes every sensible businessperson should be prepared for it. The shop's strangest custom is Quiggly's evening weighing ritual. At sunset, he sets a brass scale beneath the front lantern and weighs one item from every shipment, listening to the balance settle while the town's shadows lengthen across the floor. Locals say he does this to catch dishonest suppliers. Quiggly insists he does it because goods tell the truth when people will not.
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