* Sall wanders by, glances at the poster, and almost walks on.
A momentary soft spot hits him, and he walks back to the poster, pulling out a quill. *
Fair enough mate. You caught me on a good day.
*quickly signs it and moves on*
1 Ingot only I'll sell ya... since the stuff's scarcer than chickens teeth after the Balamati.
Sallaron Tempest
Haft Lake