[hider=Zarya]
The khergit's servant-boy nods and then hastily turns away from you, wiping his brow. He hangs back as you approach the merchant.
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[hider=Ntaaj and Zarya]
The merchant grumbles something about blame, steps out from behind his stand and examines the goods. His mumbling seems to veer off onto the subject of produce as he climbs onto the side of the wagon and looks in. He waggles a finger up and down, counting things, then he hops off the wagon and goes behind his stand.

"400 denars seems fair enough, I s'pose."

A moment later he is placing the coins into a large burlap sack, making sure to keep rough count of them aloud so you know he isn't scamming you. 

"I...'ppreciate...your business. I'll always be here." 

And so, you're 400 denar richer and your wagon is goodless.

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