I certainly will not! [ give the guy his armor, that is. he'll haggle. ] In any case, I've already tried to barter with him, but he says he'll take no less than five silver for a pound of grapes.
[ which a) is a rip-off and b) they don't have that much for grapes ]
[Cam makes some impressive time from wherever he is, and in 22 minutes, Fred might hear the sound of pounding boots on the ground, and a distant yelling.]
Waaaaait for meeeeeeee!
[He's weezing when he stops, and leans over to catch his breath.]
[What proceeds is probably one of the most cringe-inducing attempts at bartering that Frederick has probably seen. Cam demands a taste of the grapes to confirm that they’re even worth the cost, frequently alluding to another mystery vendor down the road whose grapes are much cheaper. Eventually, though, Cam wins out in the end, and is soon walking away with a small bundle of grapes, in return for a half hour of manual labor. It may have been largely just to get Cam to go away so that he could get on with vending to other customers, but to the victor go the spoils.]
[ Honestly, Fred probably should have left after the first five minutes to finish up his shopping, but the spectacle of Cam bartering with the merchant ends up strangely mesmerizing.
In the end, Cam wins, and Fred contemplates giving the man a round of polite applause in honor of all the effort he'd just put in to acquire some grapes. ]
Indeed, that was very well done of you. I shall strive to put what I've learned today to use in future bartering attempts.
[ But first! A question. ]
Why were you so insistent to acquire grapes? Do they hold some special meaning for you?
[You should. As we all know: the most annoying customers get the best deals.]
Huh? [ At the question Cam stares at Frederick like he just asked him why he cares to breath air.] What do you mean? Grapes are delicious.
[Cam is a simple man with simple desires. Speaking of, he fishes in his bundle of grapes, shoving a few in his mouth. While chewing—] Back home, there’s a place called the Moon Spire that has glowing grapes! [A beat, then, more solemnly,] …Had them, I guess.
[ That doesn't explain why Cam felt the need to run up out of his home upon hearing that his precious grapes were about to disappear. Surely anyone else would consider that an overreaction?
But his correction's caught on by Fred's sharp ears and whatever else Fred might have had to say about grapes dies on his tongue.
Well, almost. ]
What made the grapes glow? Were they bewitched somehow?
Cam shrugs, glad to avoid the more grim part of the topic,] I think they were magical. Pretty much everything glowed at the Moon Spire. If Elora ever wakes up, she could probably tell you.
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I mean in terms of perishables.
You'll need to buy your own daggers, I'm afraid. I don't know what style of handle you prefer, or what size fits you best.
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i dont want anything thats going to perish
just grapes and duck
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I'm afraid the only grapes I could find were out of our price range.
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you need to haggle
give them your armor
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I certainly will not! [ give the guy his armor, that is. he'll haggle. ] In any case, I've already tried to barter with him, but he says he'll take no less than five silver for a pound of grapes.
[ which a) is a rip-off and b) they don't have that much for grapes ]
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i have money!!
[It's money from his world so probably not good.]
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Then you are welcome to join me here at the market.
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[What did Salah tell him about bartering... that guy was a master.]
or do a favor!
[Did he totally ignore Fred's last message? Maybe.]
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Shall I tell him that Cam Buckland would be more than happy to do any favor in exchange for grapes?
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Cam is sighing very loudly on the outside.]
nevermind
ill talk to him myself later
[:(]
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But he might sell out of grapes by the time you reach him. Why, there are only a few bunches left.
[ more like, only a few dozen bunches left. ]
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tell him to wait
im coming
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After a minute: ]
He says he won't wait more than thirty minutes.
[ GET GOIN', CAM ]
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Waaaaait for meeeeeeee!
[He's weezing when he stops, and leans over to catch his breath.]
Are... are they gone?
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It's the shopkeep that answers Cam, disgruntled by the sudden commotion in front of his stall. ]
Gone? Can't you see there's a whole bunch right in front of you? Ain't you got eyes?
[ Off to the side, Fred clears his throat surreptitiously. ]
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[Cam looks from the plethora of grapes to Frederick and back.
Looking accusingly towards Frederick,] You said he was going to run out!
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I'm sure he would have, given a few more days. [ ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ] But now that you're here, shall I leave the purchasing of grapes in your hands?
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[What proceeds is probably one of the most cringe-inducing attempts at bartering that Frederick has probably seen. Cam demands a taste of the grapes to confirm that they’re even worth the cost, frequently alluding to another mystery vendor down the road whose grapes are much cheaper. Eventually, though, Cam wins out in the end, and is soon walking away with a small bundle of grapes, in return for a half hour of manual labor. It may have been largely just to get Cam to go away so that he could get on with vending to other customers, but to the victor go the spoils.]
See Freddie? It wasn’t that hard.
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In the end, Cam wins, and Fred contemplates giving the man a round of polite applause in honor of all the effort he'd just put in to acquire some grapes. ]
Indeed, that was very well done of you. I shall strive to put what I've learned today to use in future bartering attempts.
[ But first! A question. ]
Why were you so insistent to acquire grapes? Do they hold some special meaning for you?
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Huh? [ At the question Cam stares at Frederick like he just asked him why he cares to breath air.] What do you mean? Grapes are delicious.
[Cam is a simple man with simple desires. Speaking of, he fishes in his bundle of grapes, shoving a few in his mouth. While chewing—] Back home, there’s a place called the Moon Spire that has glowing grapes! [A beat, then, more solemnly,] …Had them, I guess.
[Oh no, now he made himself sad.]
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But his correction's caught on by Fred's sharp ears and whatever else Fred might have had to say about grapes dies on his tongue.
Well, almost. ]
What made the grapes glow? Were they bewitched somehow?
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Cam shrugs, glad to avoid the more grim part of the topic,] I think they were magical. Pretty much everything glowed at the Moon Spire. If Elora ever wakes up, she could probably tell you.
[Being from there, and all.]
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