"A barrel? Yeh, I got barrels o' water. Holds fifteen gallons, thirty crowns fer one, comes filled up with well water. Int'rested?"
[sblock=Lasair: ]In another moment of utter clarity, Lasair focuses her inner eye and suddenly the ziivash of the world around her becomes crystal clear. Irid's aura wavers agitatedly; he hates it here. A tight, golden cord (a concentration of ziivash indicating willing servitude) leaves his chest and travels through the walls of the stone house and in a south easterly direction, towards where the Tower of Fire burns. Irid dislikes every one of you, but he's a greedy old man and values your coin more than his comfort. Also, he doesn't just dislike Shadya, he despises her, though he has only just met her.
Despite his strong, hateful feelings, he intends you no harm. He is attempting to disguise his true feelings towards everybody, and he's succeeding somewhat by only appearing generally grumpy.[/sblock]