The Merchant's Quarter
In reply to Sorsha (msg # 53):
He scratches his head
"I would imagine that trolls living below the city might not have access to bread,
cheese, or even wine. They might have a shortage of cloth, and may not be forging fine steel,
the sort that requires a blast furnace. I can acquire a great many of these, and..."
he swallows, as if the words he was about to say were distasteful to him,
"...even provide free samples. A marketing opportunity like this is not hit and run,
but rather the kind of thing that one could build a career on. If these folk are family to the
centurion, I promise I would drive no harder a bargain with them than with those who would
walk into my shop, allowing for the cost of logistics, of course."