Open [Winterflame hold] Trader visits: Winterflame

[Ronan Dugal]

Spring, 14th, Year 513 Ronan unpacked the dried goods he had brought over from Syliras. He had wanted to bring fresh fruit and vegetables here, since he had heard that it was near impossible to get them here besides through some farming or through traveling down south and getting them. But they wouldn't have lasted for the trip so Ronan had changed to dried fruits. His entire assortment ranged from common apples and pears to the more exotic apricots and peaches. He had opted for more fruit than vegetables but he did carry with him some of the dried vegetables as well. Onions, tomatoes, carrots, he got a little of everything. He spread his choices of fruit out over an assortment of bowls and plates he had borrowed from the kitchen here. Well, everything here seemed to be kitchen so he wasn't quite sure. He had spoken to some of the more higher ups of the hold and had arranged for himself a nice spot somewhere between the kitchen and the eating area, selling his goods to cooks, apprentices and people simply wanting to eat some of his items. As usual all his goods were set up but the dried goods he had carried over from Syliras were places in front, followed by the steel knives he had left from his Icewatch sale and then the rest of his inventory. You never know if one of the cooks was looking for a bar of silver or a battleaxe to prepare their fillet with. "Delicious Southern dried goods. Syliran apples and pears. Delicious and very good for your body and health." Granted, Ronan was not such a good food salesman. He waved and smiled at people passing by, he spoke to a few interested customers and he looked around the impressive hold while selling his wares

[Ronan Dugal]

The heat inside of the Winterflame hold would have been unbearable in a normal Spring but here in Avanthal, Spring only meant the temperature was only a little below the freezing point so the heat was more than welcome. There were fires everywhere, people cooking and brewing and chatting. Winterflames came and passed his little setup, inspecting his goods and moving on. "The knife will do all of your cutting, sir. From filleting to butchering a carcass, from dicing carrots to peeling an onion. It's multifunctional. And if you ever find yourself in a dispute about who is the better cook, the knife has some extra use there as well." Ronan held out his hands, his shoulder moving up slightly in a shrug. The smile on his face was all one would need to understand the joke. "I could use a new knife, actually. How much for this one?" Ronan glanced quickly over his shop, an occupational reflex he had learned in Syliras. "1 Golden Miza for the knife, sir. And I guarantee it will serve you well in the next ten years, at least." Ronan could guarantee all he wanted. He was probably not going to be around anymore when that time came. "Hmm... And what about your fruits and vegetables? I see some interesting items I could probably use in my kitchen." Apparently, the GM he had asked for the knife had been a little too steep. Enter sales pitch. "The fruits and vegetables are 6 silver Mizas per pound. The ones over there are considered... more exotic, so they are priced a little higher and go for 2 Golden Mizas per pound. I'll tell you what." Ronan leaned in towards the cook, acting like it was a big secret nobody was allowed to know. "Check the fruits and vegetables, tell me which ones you like and how much you'd like of them and I'll throw in the knife for only 8 Silver Mizas. What do you say?" Ronan stepped back with a smile, his hand motioning towards the selection of fruits and vegetables spread out in his little shop. The man wasn't sure what he was to say to that but he nodded to Ronan and looked through his wares. With expert eyes, the man chose the better of the fried fruits and vegetables, buying himself 7 pounds of the common fruits and vegetables and two of the more exotic ones."That is quite a selection. I've only heard of this one before, never seen it though. I think I'll take the knife as well." Ronan shook the man's hand after he had handed him the 9 pounds worth of dried fruits and vegetables and the knife he had bought. The total sum of 9 Golden Mizas slipped into his purse, where the sound of metal on metal tinkled as the coins fell. With a smile, Ronan turned to the other customers. His attention was quickly taken by one of the younger hold member, an apprentice of some sort, apparently. "E-Excuse me? My master is interested in buying y-your dried goods." Ronan wondered why the man seemed to be quaking in his boots. "That's always nice to hear. Which goods is he interested in the most?" The young man, more a boy, really, starting dramming down the list in his head, naming a whole range of goods Ronan had in his possession. Some he didn't have, but most of them were available for sale. "Alright. I hope you have someone to help you carry all that." Ronan smiled as he got to collecting the requested items that he had in his possession. "I don't have everything available, though. But I'll give you whatever else I have, ok?" Ronan said as he was weighing the items on a pair of scales he had borrowed for the occasion. His weight guessing skills were not so good when it came to small items like fruits and vegetables. The young man, packed to the brim with bags of goods tried to balance everything on his arms as he moved through the kitchens and past the fires. Ronan watched him go, happy to see another satisfied customer who bought a lot of stuff from him. His stock had once more gone down while the weight of his purse had gone up. 23 pounds worth of dried goods had been bought by the apprentice chef. Of those 23 pounds, 7 had been from the more exotic selection, which was good for Ronan. There had been no haggling at all, as the boy had simply bought the items. Ronan recounted the money in his hand, not to make sure it was correct but simply to feel it move through his fingers. 9 Golden Mizas and 6 silver ones for the more common dried goods. And 2...4...6...8...10...12...14, not bad, 14 Golden Mizas for the more uncommon types of fruit he had had in his possession. With a smile, Ronan moved his attention to the next customer, putting the coins in his purse.

[Ronan Dugal]

Ronan remained in his mostly central located spot for a long time that day. Business was good, people kept showing up the whole day and Ronan sold more and more of his goods. He spoke to people and conversed with them about light subjects like the weather. He asked questions about the hold and their job, about Avanthal in general, lighthearted things. He haggled prices with cooks ranging from apprentices to full on masters and sold pound after pound of his wares. He met a whole variety of people from the hold and even a few from outside the hold who were visiting for the day. "Yes indeed. They take the fruit and put near or over a fire. But the fire has to be very small, you see. You're trying to dry it out, not cook it. If the fire is too hot, the fruit won't become dry but will be cooked instead." Ronan was explaining to an interested chef who had tried a variety of things in his life and who was interested in the way they dried fruit in Syliras. "Of course, this is the general way of doing it. I'm sure every chef and supplier has some sort of trade secret that is added to this. Which, of course, I'm not aware of, sadly." Ronan smiled at the man. "Of course, I understand. I'll take a few pounds of your fruits and see if I can recreate the flavor. It'll be interesting." Ronan showed him the selection, spread out over a table he had received earlier. "Please choose. They're normally sold for 7 Silver Mizas a pound but..." Ronan leaned in. The attempted secrecy trick had a certain effect on people. Every time. "I'm willing to part with it for only 6 Silver Mizas a pound if you're interested in buying some more exotic types as well. They go for 2 Golden Mizas a pound but I can assure you that they live up to their name. Their taste is incredible." Ronan winked at the man. Ronan counted the money the man had left and pocketed it. Another 10 pounds sold off the common fruits and 4 pounds of the more exotic ones. The total of 14 Golden Mizas slipped into his purse. With this sale, Ronan had sold almost all of his dried goods, both the common and uncommon ones. With an educated guess, Ronan estimated his left over goods at about 15 pounds of the common ones and perhaps 2 pounds of the uncommon dried fruits. So the total of his sold dried fruits, over the past few days, would be somewhere around 87 Golden Mizas. Not bad, considering he had bought the 100 pounds of common fruits and 20 pounds of uncommon fruits for a total of 80 Mizas. His smile took on a hint of sincerity as Ronan's mind started counting the profit he was starting to make now.

[Noblesse]

Ronan Dugal :

Experience:

• Rhetoric +1
  
• Persuasion +1
  
• Negotiation +1
  
• Mathematics +1

Lores:

• Trading: The Secrecy Trick
  
• How to Dry Fruits
  
• Satisfaction at Seeing Proof of Your Profits

Other:

• Ledger: You sold thirty-three pounds of common dried goods for 19 gold mizas and 8 silver mizas, and thirteen pounds of unusual dried goods for 26 gold mizas. The steel knife was sold for 8 silver mizas. Ronan earned a total of 46 gold mizas and 6 silver mizas. Your total money would now be 144 gold mizas and 4 silver mizas.

Notes:
Another open thread turned solo money thread. It’s unfortunate because the city currently don’t have Winterflame PC’s as of the moment, one reason why no one was able to participate here. If you want to sell your precious metals, I suggest you try visiting Iceglaze next.

Anyway, if you find something wrong with my computations, don’t ever hesitate to PM me about it.

True nobility lies in being superior to your former self

If you have any questions or concerns regarding your grade, please send me a PM and we can figure it out. Heehee.