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[wilmotthemerchant]

And, in case anyone was wondering, the Silk Road is scarcely silky in the slightest…! In sooth, it’s equal parts mire and jutting stone… and blood, should the brigands descend upon ye. Or if my apprentice squanders my ledgers again. And catalogues twenty turnips as squash.

[wilmotthemerchant]

As my caravan makes ready to depart for Flanders, I’ll be looking to commission an escort, of sorts.

Ah, but— in light of certain… regrettable incidents, you see, I shall have to refuse Barbarian resumes.

[wilmotthemerchant]

I shall not be accepting any trades in ambergris at the port this morning— not until I’m recovered from that whaler who scammed me with a bundle of lard.

On the other hand, I’ll pay good coin for some lobster. I’ve a hankering.

[wilmotthemerchant]

Anon shall our mercantile caravan set forth on a lengthy and arduous venture…

Pray, wouldst any charitable warlock consult his crystal ball and scry the perils that await?

[wilmotthemerchant]

Never trust a wizard who won’t haggle.

[wilmotthemerchant]

The Mischievous Gnome has been cast out of the Merchants’ Guild on account of his embezzlement, but his latest career trajectory has seen him ordained in the priesthood, which might be worse.