Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140301033416/@comment-6006054-20140304035057

"why are you here" the aging man asked Dalon.

"same reason I was last time."

"Which one?" the Reachman weezed back.

"all of them." Dalon said, grinning slightly.

"are you insane? you'll get yourself killed, and I won't be far behind."

"yes." Dalon stated, answering the first question.

"did you bring the payment?" the man asked.

"assuming you take the same currency " Dalon replied.

"then we're in buisness." the man said, cracking a toothless smile. Dalon extracted his entire skooma stash from its hidden compartment and laid it before the old man. They bartered and haggled and Dalon ended up keeping one out of fifteen bottles.