Rykon
Five Thousand Club
Aredin gave a rather knowing look to his brother as if to say, I know exactly what I'm doing here, this was intentional.
"No more than admitting that this town is complicit in furthering Deathlord interests, I might say, brother. I would not dare profane this merchant's trust by lying to his face like that." He then turned back to the merchant he was still in the midst of bargaining with and continued to press past the issue of the Deathlord. "Now, my good man, let's talk business. You said you had rather famous wine, yes? Clearly we would like a bottle with a respectable age on it, what would you suggest?"
"No more than admitting that this town is complicit in furthering Deathlord interests, I might say, brother. I would not dare profane this merchant's trust by lying to his face like that." He then turned back to the merchant he was still in the midst of bargaining with and continued to press past the issue of the Deathlord. "Now, my good man, let's talk business. You said you had rather famous wine, yes? Clearly we would like a bottle with a respectable age on it, what would you suggest?"