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Oh yeah. I did that. Worry not. My lower roll was a 20.
"A fortnight's living and first bid on whatever salvage you claim from your quarry." Came Allan's counter offer. "Promise me this and the bargain is struck." With that said, Allan offered his hand to shake on the terms.

Brutrumukk


As Brutrumukk stood before the breached treasury vault, the bugbear gnome took stock of himself. On top of his weakened state, the events leading up to this moment had left him weaker still. He was injured, down to his last rage, only had enough of his newfound ability to sense magic for one more use of it for the time being, hadn't had enough time to let the Will-o'-Wells' boon recharge, and all he had for an arsenal was a pair of daggers and some paint. Brutrumukk imagined Jub was in no better condition. And now they were about to go fight a pair of cats that were as big as ogres and had the ability to turn invisible. As eager as he was to kill them, Brutrumukk could only avoid the facts for so long. In the state they were in, Brutrumukk and Jub just didn't have very good odds of success.

...Or at least it seemed that way from where Brutrumukk was currently standing.

They were about to head into a vault full of magical treasure. Perhaps there was some artifact they could use in there. Some defense system they could trigger to even the odds. "You ever been in there, before?" Brutrumukk asked the macaw. "If you 'ave, d'you know if there's anythin' in there we could use to 'elp us beat the cat ogres? Some magic treasure or weapon? Some trap or defense like those suits of armor we fought? That sort o' thing."
Miss Light


As amusing as Morgran found the kenku's escape attempt, Miss Light was not so entertained. "No. None of that." Miss Light declared as she placed her hands over the bird warlock's eyes. With any luck, the spell needed a line of sight on the target to work. "Let's hurry up and find Palasha before this one tries something else."
Would an Arcana check of 17 tell Miss Light if the Twilight Sleep spell has any material components?
"I would indeed deem your word good enough." Allan said. "Would it not be impractical for you to accompany me though? The success of this deal hinges on me keeping my role as your middle man a secret, after all."
I do. I'll try to get that up sometime tomorrow.
"Alright then. Let me think..." Allan said as he became thoughtful. "The market value for the amount of silver you are asking for sits at somewhere above a hundred gold. And that price is only going to go up depending on the artistic quality of the silver and the sentimental value the owner has for it. Then there is the cost of transportation to think about. Gravestone is a day's ride from here and a day's ride back. Meaning I'll need to hire bodyguards for a two day journey from the Adventurer's Guild. A sell-sword's pay is a gold coin a day, so five guards for two days would be ten gold. Then there's sustenance costs and lodging and stabling fees to think about. Another ten gold all in all." Allan's focus returned fully to the rangers now that his calculations were done. In a perfect world, I would only need a little over 120 gold to get you what you need. But sadly, a perfect world this is not. The silver will likely cost more than my estimate, and I can't stay in business if I don't make a profit. So with that in mind, what do you think of starting the haggling at say... 500 gold?"

Allan knew this initial asking price wouldn't be accepted. It wasn't meant to be accepted either. It was a common tactic in haggling. Start with a higher than reasonable offer that no one would accept so that when the true offer was made, it seemed like a more palatable offer by comparison.
Would Allan need to roll anything to accurately estimate how much coin he would need to purchase the necessary amount of silver?

Also, how long would the journey from the Keep to Gravestone be?
"The Vanovar Merchant House is always happy to supply the Eastwatch Rangers." Allan answered Meryn's request with honest and genuine enthusiasm. "As righteous as your cause is though, businesses don't stay afloat if they don't see a return on their investment. Tell me how much silver you need and how quickly you need it, and I shall tell you how much it will cost to make that happen."
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