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Cantor rolled his eyes at Charity Briarthorne's response. "My offer was of course to play the jock and up the crowd's ante, but far be it from to try and put some extra coin in your pocket when you prefer the chip on your shoulder." Cantor took his drink, noticed it was a double, and decided to...

While dwarven ale was off the menu, whiskey was always a safe choice. She poured a shot, which Cantor quickly downed. It wasn't a tough shot, Cantor had drank far worse on the road, but it wasn't smooth fire either. The taste, as well as his divine appraisal skills, told him about where he was...

Cantor did not usually find himself in the Shallows of Alliria, but business was business. Servents of Aerin, Goddess of Trade, were given a unique ability to divinely determine the value of goods and services. No one could fool a priest, paladin, or broker of Aerin with a gold-plated copper...

The younger guard took his 'ruby' with unfettered enthusiasm. The older guard appeared to know Cantor's trick, but also seemed grateful at Cantor's choice of wiles over force. He suspected Cantor, or perhaps the elf woman, would have killed him if things got violent. Seems I'm a bit...

Desmene was not the only traveler headed to Osteriam. Nor was she the only one who had noticed how well suited the pass was to an ambush. She did travel on a horse, which was useful in parts this remote, but also a show of wealth. Horses were expensive not only to acquire, but to feed and shoe...