*Looking over the merchant not batting an eyelid for all his bluster, he had seen the daemons of chaos itself tear his friends apart whilst trying to tear out his own throat, a upstart merchant was barely worth even speaking to and indeed he would not had he no need of the armour.*
"You are right... you don't know much of the corsair trade.
A Corsair wears light armour at best for speed and relay on their cloaks above all else, their weapons are the heaviest things they carry and a good amount of them are crafted by those who wield them to suit their own fighting style and as to their pay.
Where as it is the bonus they prefer the plunder and the bloody work of the trade as their reward, higher the risks, the higher the reward."
*Smiling*
"After all very few slaves come without the gentel persuasions of our corsairs do they not?..."
*Taking a step towards the merchant, unit only a swords span apart, a lazy smile on his face and laughter in his eyes he held up the bulging coin Purse*
"200 Gold... For the Armour and the Cloak to go with.
It is a quality item and i am willing to pay for it but i am willing to pay only so much."
*Holding the merchants gaze*
"Now we both know you will profit as you would not of started a normal price for risk of haggling and a merchant like yourself knows his trade as well as I know mine.
200 gold and not a penny more, do we have a deal?"
*Holding the purse of gold securely in his gauntletted hand in front of the merchant, bulging with coins so as to further impress his point with the added temptation.*
"You are right... you don't know much of the corsair trade.
A Corsair wears light armour at best for speed and relay on their cloaks above all else, their weapons are the heaviest things they carry and a good amount of them are crafted by those who wield them to suit their own fighting style and as to their pay.
Where as it is the bonus they prefer the plunder and the bloody work of the trade as their reward, higher the risks, the higher the reward."
*Smiling*
"After all very few slaves come without the gentel persuasions of our corsairs do they not?..."
*Taking a step towards the merchant, unit only a swords span apart, a lazy smile on his face and laughter in his eyes he held up the bulging coin Purse*
"200 Gold... For the Armour and the Cloak to go with.
It is a quality item and i am willing to pay for it but i am willing to pay only so much."
*Holding the merchants gaze*
"Now we both know you will profit as you would not of started a normal price for risk of haggling and a merchant like yourself knows his trade as well as I know mine.
200 gold and not a penny more, do we have a deal?"
*Holding the purse of gold securely in his gauntletted hand in front of the merchant, bulging with coins so as to further impress his point with the added temptation.*