The usual business day (4)

"Ms. Elise," began Daloddin Blessedstone, the stout and robust dwarf merchant whose imposing figure filled the space around him, accentuated by a meticulously groomed beard that cascaded down his chest like a dark, flowing waterfall. His twinkling, inquisitive eyes sparkled with an insatiable curiosity. With a broad, calloused hand raised in a warm gesture, he sought to draw her attention amidst the chaotic symphony of voices. "When you speak of the greater X potions, do they possess a potency that surpasses the typical greater potion while remaining just beneath the extraordinary effectiveness of the perfect one?"