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<blockquote data-quote="Cabe Zeree" data-source="post: 2134103" data-attributes="member: 20453">The sods are yours&quot;What's it matter?&quot; the merc asks, but Cedic shrugs and continues anyway. &quot;There's a portal to Furnace. We'd take them to Ember to trade. The ‘Loths 'id or other's be more than willin ta buy.&quot;&nbsp; Cedric eye's Noi'nu, and his hand tightens on his blade. Noi'nu retrieves his pouch of gems and tumbles a few into his palm. Cedric's eyes almost outdo the luster of the stones. He invites Noi'nu closer to the fire, Cedric wants to inspect the gems under better light. If Noi'nu doesn't want to attempt anything...after just a bit of haggling, to keep up appearances for Noi'nu, they agree on a trade: the diamond, 3 onyx, 1 amethyst, and the lapis lazuli. Cedric orders one of his men to cut the ropes of the prisoners. &quot;It's a good trade cutter, nice to see some level headed bloods about.&quot; The merc captain looks towards the five drained haggard prisoners and sneers. &quot;The sods are yours. Don't care where you go, but I don't wanna see you round here. We'll be movin on at dawn, you try ta cross us, an I'll make sure they're the first ta fall,&quot; he threatens with a nod to the five.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Cabe Zeree, post: 2134103, member: 20453"] [b]The sods are yours[/b] "What's it matter?" the merc asks, but Cedic shrugs and continues anyway. "There's a portal to Furnace. We'd take them to Ember to trade. The ‘Loths 'id or other's be more than willin ta buy." Cedric eye's Noi'nu, and his hand tightens on his blade. Noi'nu retrieves his pouch of gems and tumbles a few into his palm. Cedric's eyes almost outdo the luster of the stones. He invites Noi'nu closer to the fire, Cedric wants to inspect the gems under better light. If Noi'nu doesn't want to attempt anything...after just a bit of haggling, to keep up appearances for Noi'nu, they agree on a trade: the diamond, 3 onyx, 1 amethyst, and the lapis lazuli. Cedric orders one of his men to cut the ropes of the prisoners. "It's a good trade cutter, nice to see some level headed bloods about." The merc captain looks towards the five drained haggard prisoners and sneers. "The sods are yours. Don't care where you go, but I don't wanna see you round here. We'll be movin on at dawn, you try ta cross us, an I'll make sure they're the first ta fall," he threatens with a nod to the five. [/QUOTE]

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