Elias
Olive found something he liked, and began telling Elias what he had for trade. His lips curved as the young man offered his labor, and then a deal through his blacksmith shop. "Well, we have a deal with the Madame at the Halenani, she purchases all of her fabric and clothing needs here, and she comes here first. So that could be quite lucrative..." He tapped his chin, leaning back.
After a few moments, the man spoke, "I'll take one of the nice, painted pouches, and that deal... both items are yours." Elias preferred deals and work agreements over material items that he could, more or less, obtain. Though he was no painter.
After a few moments, the man spoke, "I'll take one of the nice, painted pouches, and that deal... both items are yours." Elias preferred deals and work agreements over material items that he could, more or less, obtain. Though he was no painter.
I'm back on dry land once again,
Opportunity awaits me like a rat in the drain,
We're all hunting honey with money to burn,
Just a short time to show you the tricks that we've learned.
Opportunity awaits me like a rat in the drain,
We're all hunting honey with money to burn,
Just a short time to show you the tricks that we've learned.
