Finara Vilemar
"Rohen Caravaner , are you ready to go?"
"I go when I wont, friend, what is it to you?"
"The old ways, the spirits are restless. The Dyed Queen, one of her many faults, will not answer me on their meaning, but they leave not my dreams, mighty strangers I see speaking to you! Orichalcum, Moonsilver, Jade, Deathfyre and Hellfire upon their brows, blessed of myriad gods, they are. Carrying the blessings granted upon them in many gourds and bags and boxes and crates."
"Leave me, if they carry gourds, they are merchants, and I will make a deal with them."
"Be wary, be mindful Rehen, they shine like Gods of legends, like the ones who walked with the Sun in the olden days, beggaring the least Gods that speak to the Prasadi now, let alone the ones who did not desert us when the Devil-King claimed us for his own."
"I am a Merchant of Note among the Y'danna and the Prasad, Finara, the only indiscretions I allow myself are the wrong kinds of friends. I will make the right deal with these powerful strangers, and they will benefit our land."
"I will tell your tale, if you are successful, and order a round before I do, if you manage to do this! It is a powerful tale you propose to take on yourself!"

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