Why does every baron think he can charge a toll at every bridge???
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@wilmotthemerchant
Why does every baron think he can charge a toll at every bridge???
I believe my apprentice may have been eaten by this goblin, but⦠Iāve already appointed him as the replacement.
Why, if anyone knows of a practiced seamster, Iāll soon need a garment tailoredā a uniform, about, uh.. three feet tall.
I believe my apprentice may have been eaten by this goblin, but⦠Iāve already appointed him as the replacement.
As my caravan makes ready to depart for Flanders, Iāll be looking to commission an escort, of sorts.
Ah, butā in light of certain⦠regrettable incidents, you see, I shall have to refuse Barbarian resumes.
What are your thoughts on Gnomes?
Dastardly little fellows.
I shall not be accepting any trades in ambergris at the port this morningā not until Iām recovered from that whaler who scammed me with a bundle of lard.
On the other hand, Iāll pay good coin for some lobster. Iāve a hankering.
And, in case anyone was wondering, the Silk Road is scarcely silky in the slightestā¦! In sooth, itās 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.
Being a steadfast and reputable merchant myself, Iāve without question familiarized myself with seasonal marketing events.
However, now that some time has elapsed, I feel itās safe to finally voice my professional opinion that Boxing Day sales are, well, a ludicrous custom. Do you consumers think that the value of your wool and bread decreases simply because a religiously significant carpenter celebrated his birthday yesterday? If anything, Iād say that the prices of your furniture, then, should be more.
Sincere apologies for my lengthy absenceā I commissioned a wizard to place a curse on my caravan so I could take time off.
Meanwhile, Iāve also hired a second, less experienced mage to dispell the curse. Itās taking him a delightfully long time.
Anyway, I thank you all for your continued understanding. And, please donāt wish the poor sod any good luck.
Iāve heard chatter at the bazaars lately about a certain āUmamusume: Pretty Derby,ā wherein a cast of maidens-fair dost race as noble steeds.
I havenāt a clue what alchemy your āanime girlsā invoke to conjure the aspect of the horse, nor do I partake in these games of chance, but my heart is somewhat warmed, indeed. At long last, the dignity of the horse is celebrated.
It seems as though these āUmamusumeā honour well the working horses that bring us our fine mercantile goods, thus I, the merchant Wilmot, give this āPretty Derbyā my full endorsement.
Success beckons feast, but feast beckons heartburn.
Sounds like a proverb, but in sooth itās my solemn hest⦠though you may have sold your wagonās worth of wool, donāt overdo it with the mead.
Most Overrated Trade Good of the Season?
ā±ļø Venetian glass
š§ Saxon salt
š Spell scrolls
š§µ Flemish linen
An elderly apothecary at my stall has made it known to me that he is highly opinionated on the subject of āpronouns,ā and while his commitment to insular thinking is all very well and interesting, I would rather he return to trading me his medicinal him/herbs š
Overheard a patron proclaim that āany merchant worth his salt restocks his wares each dayā¦ā
Ha. Verily?
Do these customers believe that I furnish their magic items from thin air? That I work miracles at the stall? Next theyāll expect me to turn their flasks from water to health-potion like some merchant incarnation of Christ.
You have already mentioned doing business with the skeletons, do you not fear how the wizards will react?
nay
Iāve noted a growing number of undead at the markets as of late. And, I must say, though these skeleton constructs are distinctly unendowed with any form of, say, vocal organs, theyāve proven to be⦠refreshingly convincing barterers.
Whilst many grow ever the more enraptured by talk of this so-called Skeleton War, I, and many other merchants no doubt, am left to ponder⦠what ill effects will this conflict bear upon my trade routes???Aye, I can feel a migraine developing.