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He has a servant bring out several sheets of parchment with notes on it. He scans them quickly then hands them back.

"So we are several options available for you all. I don't deal in flint so I can't help you there. However provisions is something I have authority over, and horses is my job."

He calls out the same servant again with the same sheets. After a considerably longer scan he waves the servant away, this time without the notes.

"So for horses we have three major options. If speed is your priority than I recommend a quarter horse. They will exhaust easily and can't carry much, but you can't get much faster. If you want endurance then you need a Conesian Blackmane. They can march a whole week without food, and they can carry massive loads. The downside being they can hardly run faster than a human. If you have really deep pockets you can get a Sparkscale. I don't know how but a little bit of lizardfolk got into a horse breed, and it become the best in the Duchy. They are faster than quarter horses, more durable than Conesian Blackmane's, and braver than any beast. The downsides for them, beyond the massive price tag, is that they refuse to ride at night."

"Any of those sound interesting?"

"I want a Conesian, if you will. That last one is ridiculous. Even if it is supposedly 'better', if it won't obey at night, there's a problem. And we don't want to was all of our cash, either." The mercenary huffed with her arms crossed.

"I would like to inquire, Lord, what is the price of this Sparkscale? Once I know this i will reach a decision." Freyard asked his question, tone still formal, face impassive.

He does a quick glance at his notes.

"Well ordinarily a single one would be 400 Reincoins, but I can cut you all a deal. If you get three I can call it an even thousand, and throw in some free provisions."

"I thank you for your generous offer, Lord, but I must decline as my companion has stated she wishes to have a Conesian Blackmane. I would like to purchase a single Sparkscale." Freyard said this as he rose from his position on the carpet.

"And what of our reptilian gent? What does he want?"

"He will have the same as what the woman is having, if that is all you wish to inquire, then please give us what we desire. And direct us to your acquaintance who deals with flint." Freyard finished what he said looking slightly annoyed at how his lizard-like friend had not replied.

"Some people, so hasty. No love of the quite moments of life." Charetoux looks deep into the house hearth before he snaps back to the moment.

"You won't find a nobleman who deals in flints, but should be an easy enough find on your adventures. And before you run off, you seem to have forget provisions. The three horses plus a two packs of hardtack will come out to an even 600. Is all this agreeable?"

"A very fine deal, Lord, we greatfully accept." Freyard said as he thought better of trying to barter with the Lord.
"If you will excuse me, Lord, I will be present outside this chamber, if my company has any disatifactions, I'm sure they will voice them." However Gear did not even wait for Charteux's pardon as he turned on his booted heel and walked proudly out the chamber.