covaithe
Explorer
"Actually, Master Gribble, it just occured to me that we've some surplus supplies we need to get rid of. Nothing special, mind you, but I'm sure we could come to some arrangement of mutual satisfaction."
Gribble nods. "Aye, I'll buy yer supplies off ye. There's always some fool thinkin' his hide isn't worth the cost of proper equipment, and damned if I want my apprentices thinkin' they can make money on that kind of work."
[sblock=loot]You can sell loot here. What Gribble won't buy, he'll point you to a buyer for. You can also pay to identify things if you're so inclined. I can't remember... did I specify how many pages of the spellbook were filled?
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"That skeleton seems to enjoy trouble," Weel says innocently enough. "You can't be the only one he's pestered, are you?"
Gribble's face darkens, and his beard bristles with barely suppressed rage. Clearly he is not as calm as his professional demeanor suggests. "I've done my best to have nought to do with the likes of him, including paying attention to his doings. That may have been a mistake. I don't know who else he's been botherin', though. Everyone, like as not."