Flint took in the shop with a sweeping glance. It fit the bill of what they were looking for. And the man seemed respectable; if a little melancholic.

"How can I help you?"

Flint looked the man up and down briefly. [color=8dc73f]"Ghilas, I presume? Well, to put it simply, we're looking to sell. My companion and I, plus two others, have just been hired by the Lord Guthbert. I don't care for the name, though I imagine you know it."[/color]

He took an emerald from his coin bag, watching the man's face for some reaction. [color=8dc73f]"He gave us these as a down payment. I was wondering if we could convince you to buy some of them."[/color]