Offering My Wares

[Uruz Teiwaz]

I grunted my response "Yes, they are ready." I even worked up a bit of a smile "T'was not much of a job or that difficult two silvers will cover yah."

[Quinn du Paras]

I pulled four silvers from my pouch and set them on his workbench before offering him my hand to shake. “Your skill is worth far more than that,” I said, smiling. “You have my thanks and I will return whenever I need more work.”

[Uruz Teiwaz]

I took his hand in my own ham like appendage and shook “thank you and you are welcome as well.” Who said I could not deal with these prissy D’Angelines? It seemed like I was doing just fine thank you very much.

[Quinn du Paras]

I took my swords and slipped them back into their sheaths with ease. I was about to turn to go, but stopped and looked at him again.

“If I was to return to hear more about your homeland, would that be alright?” I asked.

[Uruz Teiwaz]

I considered and then agreed “yes, that is perfectly fine. There was a time I might consider myself a traitor for such a thing but since I have been cast out this is my home.” I rolled my large shoulders “who knows maybe we can learn to live together as nations. After all most of our depredations are the result of empty bellies.”

[Quinn du Paras]

“I promise not to ask for any military secrets,” I said, grinning. “I do seek to understand more of your people though and I agree, perhaps one day we can live together as nations.”

I bowed slightly to him, in respect and not at all mocking. “Until next time.”

[Uruz Teiwaz]

I watched him go with my normal grunted response. I had used up all my flowery words for the day.

[Quinn du Paras]

I left the workshop feeling my time had been well spent. I was wager to return and learn more, but I would give him a few days so as not to seem bothersome.