It was a terrible thing, giving Verad an idea, even unintentionally so. His attention was momentarily diverted as he reached into the loose folds of a half-open and tastefully revealing shirt to take out his pocket ledger, a device that served as balance sheet and repository for stray ideas. A scraggly quill pen followed, and Twelve only knew where the ink came from, but something was scribbled down in a very quick and abrupt fashion before the ledger was snapped shut again.
"Indeed, indeed, it is this kind of indifference to clan or people when it comes to discrimination that truly makes me appreciate this city," he remarked, as if he had written nothing at all. "Quantity of coin is a far better indication of whether one should be taken seriously or not, is it not?" He smiled. Probably he was joking. Wasn't as if he had any himself, and there was a certain wry tone to his voice.
"But, while I am in the vicinity of you fine folks," he went on, "And not to detract from the value of the good lady's charitable efforts, can I interest any of you in any dubious goods? Free bun with your purchase."
"Indeed, indeed, it is this kind of indifference to clan or people when it comes to discrimination that truly makes me appreciate this city," he remarked, as if he had written nothing at all. "Quantity of coin is a far better indication of whether one should be taken seriously or not, is it not?" He smiled. Probably he was joking. Wasn't as if he had any himself, and there was a certain wry tone to his voice.
"But, while I am in the vicinity of you fine folks," he went on, "And not to detract from the value of the good lady's charitable efforts, can I interest any of you in any dubious goods? Free bun with your purchase."
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Current Fate-14 Storyline:Â Merchant, Marine
Current Fate-14 Storyline:Â Merchant, Marine
