Roy
"Well, I have this little hobby where I just buy little trinkets that I like and add it to my little collection, I have a small room back home filled with the them."

*He shrugs in self deprecation, not really sure if the hobby is healthy or not, but atleast it's better then doing drugs.*

"Someone I know said there'll be a few auctions this week, one of them of the less legals sort, might be able to find some fascinating thingies, I hope so at least."

*His eyes are positively glimmering, his body leans in a little, very much showing his interest, and his worrying levels of transparency.*

"Also, someone gave me crappy alchemy ingredients, payed good clean money for it, so their gonna pay ;-;"
Edward
*Terrel seemed to lighten up a bit, giving his horse a gentle pat of assurance as he gazed over to the vamp.*"Understandable. Trinkets are very nice to collect."*He replied casually in support of the idea. With a single hand gesture, the Elf beckoned for him to follow, figuring walking and talking allowed more progress.*"Reminds me of someone I know who likes to collect shiny things as well. A bit more concerning considering his history, but hobbies are hobbies."

*Terrel glanced back towards Roland at his last statement, raising an eyebrow in curiosity of his words.*"And what exactly do you plan to do with them?"*He asked him. By wording alone, one could probably assume what, but it was hard for the Silnari to envision it. Amusing even.*
Roy
"Well back when i was still a pirate, the crew taught me about this thing called 'Water Boarding', essentially, you put a sack over the poor bloke's head, then you pour water on him, rinse and repeat."

*He scrunches up his nose when he remembers the utter state of the crap shipment, quite an odd face for a kid to have, a certain amount of coldness and viciousness in glazed those innocent childlike eyes.*

"It was well hidden as well, it's not the first time that one has done something like this, and as they say, 'You can anger a saint three times, but more than that and beware his wrath', I mean honestly, what if I accidently used them and poisoned my customers, they might die and my shop might go down under!, i really don't want to be a pirate again..."
Edward
"Well drowning a man for it can very well go the same. To you anyways. I'm sure your restaurant will be fine, give or take new management."*He said in response. Part of the Silnari doubted Roland would do much, but the kid seemed to have his fair share of experience as far as pirating went.*"You live you learn though."*Terrel gave a shrug, shifting his attention back on ahead to walk in the direction of the outskirts.*

"I wouldn't have expected many auctions taking place out here, but I guess if a bunch of new jobs can open up in the west, anything can happen around here really. Maybe I'll consider going in my free time. Wouldn't mind seeing what this whole place has to offer."*He said thoughtfully. Exploring the town was pretty nice on his leisure time and even now there seemed to be something new about it each time he visited.*