1.5: Selling snairskin, any buyers?

As we we’re walking around the bazaar with the giant serpent, we naturally attracted the gazes of onlookers. Most chose not to question it, probably thinking we we’re just helping my dad with work, since he’s a butcher.

Even still, we did get stopped once or twice by people who were just worried about us. After we explained that we “found it near the gates and wanted to ask someone to dispose of it” we were home clear.

Nearing the bazaar, we had a few options: sell it to a butcher, sell it to a bag-maker, or sell it to a merchant.

If we sold it to a butcher, he’d offer a hefty deal for the meat, but will probably not care for the skin. Likewise, if we were to sell it to a bag-maker, the inverse would happen.

Only a merchant would make use of both, so we naturally went to him.

“Hello there, young lads!” he greeted us with the utmost respect, his intuition tells him that we are looking to sell the snair, so he cut to the chase almost immediately.

“I offer you 2 silver coins for that there snair.”

“2 silver?! I’ll have you know we killed this thing ourselves. You can’t scam us!”

Both of us refused the deal almost immediately, to which he replied with an intrigued expression:

“You fought this yourselves? Are you looking to become adventurers or something?” he asked with a grin on his face.

“Yes! Thank you for your understanding, so if you could raise the offe-”

“Then that means you’ll need gear! Plenty of gear! Listen, I’ve seen many adventurers just like you go about the world without any runic stones, and they don’t even live long enough to regret it!”

Runic… stones? What the hell is he talking about?

“Wait… Don’t tell me you two aspiring adventurers don’t know about runic stones?”

“I’ve certainly never heard of them.” said Ed with a puzzled expression.

“Yeah”, I answered with the same tone, “neither have I.”

“Oh dear, this won’t do!” he donned a worried expression.

“Runic stones allow you to fly, spew fire out of your hands, and be as fast as three horses! No adventurer can even compare to the world’s challenges without one.”

As he explained the runic stones power, we simply listened, mouths agape.

“Listen, boys” he stopped for a second, “I’ll cut you a deal. I’ll give you two each a runic stone for that snare. You deserve them, since you defeated it all by your selves, after all. Not even some adults can accomplish what you did, I certainly know I couldn’t.”

As he says that, he pulls out two rocks presumably from the ground and puts them on the table.

“DEAL!”

And just like that, we got scammed.