Sergei finished counting out the little coins, giving his best approximation of the value of his purchase. He was not very experienced with the concept of centralized trading, and he didn't know which denominations of which coins were worth the equivalent of one sheep. "Is five sheep?" he mused quietly, trying and failing to wrap his head around the little gold triangles, silver pentagons, and transparent octagons. He carefully turned to inspect the other items in the shop. Already, it was getting a little crowded, and he knew that sooner or later he will knock more merchandise, or worse, a person, to the ground if he didn't constantly keep vigilance of his arms and legs. "Tell me about scrolls," he said. At least he could navigate those traditional runes fluently enough.