Your group leaves Rulkep's and heads for Cartagehn's trade house. When you arrive you see a mass of citizens and merchants alike surronding the courtyard of a sprawling, two-story trading post. Some wear worried expressions while others shout angrily at a well-dressed woman standing on some crates.
"As I said," shouts the Cartagehn spokesman, "all Cartagehn's resources are required to deal with this emergency with our sugarpress, and our storefront is closed for the remainder of the day or until management resolves the crisis. We apologize for the inconvenience, but for now please return to your homes or businesses."
With that she climbs down from the boxes and the crowd begins to disperse with much angry muttering.