[center][b]The Centaur and The Bear[/b][/center]

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Talan said nothing as he stood with his back leaning against the frame of the door listening to Gnarl. Despite the insluts to his people Gnarl was right, the Kahldari did constantly war and pillage...and he loved it. There he knew his place, he knew the land and how to live there. This was a strange land unlike his own, but perhaps this could prove equally beneficial to the both of them. Once Gnarl had concluded Talan looked up from the ground where he stood towards the Bear, eyes void of emotion he spoke, "I've not been in your lands long enough to know it's workings but I know that wealth is key to getting what you want here. What I want is a ship home but I obviously have nothing of value...what I do have is an offer for you. Your kin seem to be preparing for war, something I have more than enough experience with. Let me fight with you and in return for my service you provide me with a ship"

Talan knew he'd have to sell himself better than that. This was something he was not particularly good with. Back home if one wanted something he'd take it, if someone wanted it or had it already the response was the same. Trade was rare in Rannos outside of the civilized cities(which were in few numbers and seperated from Kahldari territory). Here it was different: deals had to be made, trust had to be gained, and a certain level of persuasive speaking was needed. All these obstacles, Talan wondered how they got anything done. 

"...You are fighting an enemy that is accustomed to fighting a certain way. A type of warefare, like in Kahlar-Rannos, would confuse and prove to be a challenge to their forces. Give me with the equipment I need and I can promise you I will give you fearsome warriors. There is a reason why you kin have not conquered my lands", satisfied with his explanation the Centaur looked away from the Bear and around the room as he waited for his answer.