***** DALE-Garlin *****
"Ah, Jarl, how are you this morning?" Garlin said with a smile as he walked in. "Fine, thank you," Jarl replied. "Fruit?" he asked, offering Garlin one of the two that he had purchased from the vendor. "Yes, thanks," Garlin replied, picking the fruit up. After taking a bite of it, he asked, "Still no word from the king?" "No," signed Jarl, "and at this rate, I'm going to have to go back to Dale." "Heh, remember, 'We need the coffee!'" Garlin joked, in a mockery of the King Bard's voice. "King Bard was good enough to send us on this errand," snapped Jarl, "so cease continuing to mock him,assistant!"My apologies," Replied Garlin. "Take it as a life lesson," Jarl informed the younger man.
Later that morning, Jarl and Garlin were walking through the streets of Harad, when Garlin spotted something. A vendor was selling fruits. Thinking that he could repay Jarl for the offering from earlier in the morning, he dashed over. Pointing to the two fruits he wanted, he asked, "How much?" "Seven gold coins,"replied the vendor.
"Three," said Garlin.
"No, seven."
"Four?"
"Seven."
"Four, final offer."
"Seven, or you get no fruit," said the vendor, ending the bartering. Sighing, Garlin reached into his pocket and pulled out the due fair, while the vendor couldn't help but smile. Once the fruit that he bought had been retrieved, he turned around, and, to his surprise, found Jarl had been watching him the entire time. "You need to work on those bartering skills," chided Jarl, "or things like that will always happen." Blushing, Garlin replied, "But I really wanted the fruit!"
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