Desmond Wathen
The Eye of the Beholder Inn
The Eye of the Beholder Inn
That was fast, Desmond thought as he shook Sya's hand. His first day of showing his face and he already has a trade opportunity. "I am open to it, and yeah, we can talk later about business." Saying it in a friendly but surprised way. She seems nice, though her being a blightborn means learning more about them is now an urgent priority. Specifically, her since there is business to be made and he does not want any suprises. Unless she is hiding stuff from people.
But Desmond turned his attention back to the borderlander. At first, Desmond thought the man was calling him an actual traitor for some reason and was feeling insulted. But as Valgo kept taking, Desmond realized that it was an accent thing or just how the man talked that he meant trader and not a traitor. A quirk that Desmond realized that he has to deal with when talking to this man. He would sigh but he did not want to seem disrespectful to Valgo despite being intimidated by him.
"Yes, the town has what most want, and I can get stuff from there," does he mean Durnatel? Desmond thought to himself as he listened to Valgo.
When Valgo put his coin pouch on the table and its contents lay bare on the table. Desmond inspected it, and while there was some value in what Valgo had. Desmond knew it might not be enough for what the man might want. "I prefer to know what my customers want before I ask for payment and... I am sure we can work something out with what you have." Which is not much, Desmond thought to himself based on what was in Valgo's pouch. "So is there anything you want or need in particular right now? Also again what is your name? Since I would like to know who I am doing business with."
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