"If you cannot pay what you promised, our contract is void." He gestures with his bow, "I should prick your knee as a reminder to deal honestly next time."
“So your associate set us up,” Hrgach grunted. He didn’t like that much any better. “Gheedon, you’re an idiot.” He shook his head. “Should have asked for half in advance,” he muttered. He noted it didn’t look like the others were going to back him. Dishonorable cowards. It looked like the best he could get away with out of this job was his skin.
“Fine. He’s all yours, then,” Hrgach said, gathering up his gear from the wagon.
The hooded man steps to a side "Darrowhill, just across the lake tell the ferryman that William sent you and he shall let cross for free. Be on your guard mind apparently there is some terrifying beast on the loose, apparently killed a Sheppard and his flock"
Gheedon remains silent he looks to Graan who simply looks away, the merchant takes a breath before mumbling"To market"
The hooded man lazily throws his dagger at Gheedons feet."My goods, bought with my gold. You are very lucky to still be alive Gheedon"
Ana turns back at the man in black's words, "Wait a minute, he stole them from you? What about the stuff Odrin was making? Who owns that? Or was Odrin paid with stolen money, too?"