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|A rich-looking merchant counts his earnings.|
Startled by your approach, a thin man bearing the crest of the local trading society quickly stows his fat purses within the fine silk robes hanging about his shoulders; and although the weather is temperate, he constantly dabs a square of white lace cloth over his face while his eyes watch you with wary suspicion.
A merchant is in excellent condition.
a merchant is using:
|<worn on legs>||a long red coat|
|<worn on feet>||plain brown pants|
|<worn about body>||a pair of light leather boots|
|You give a cask of fishoil to a merchant.
A merchant drops a cask of fishoil.
A merchant apologizes to you, and begs for your forgiveness.
You get a cask of fishoil.
A merchant says 'The Guilds use certain side trades exclusively for their purposes.'
A merchant says 'Perhaps you can try your hand at them!'
A merchant says 'The grand masters are found in the villages of Rhahime, Alindaer or along the Altaran-Illian Road.'
A merchant says 'Tell them you wish to join the crafting guild.'
A merchant says 'To be reminded of what I deal in just ask me to list the items for you.'
You say 'list the items'
A merchant grins at you.
A merchant says 'I generally deal in a variety of pelts, wool, red and white wines, cheese wheels, square candles and assorted dyes.'
A merchant says 'I will pay very well for any of those you deliver to me.'