Robin
"Aye, the time we spent looking around the town and saving this old coot could've been spent selling the good we initially set out to sell. I'm gonna have to teach you some of this..."

"Let's go back to the wagon and see what we got..."
Jacob
*Ralki follows him. While her ego regarding adventuring is a little too much, her ego about her pottery was fitting. Like, they were quite amazing.*
Clara
_Almann offers his hand as he gets on his horse. Common courtesy, one he doesn't give often._
Robin
"No need for you to waste magic just walking around right?"
Jacob
"Of course!" *Ralki would love to laze around whilst traveling.*
Clara
_Almann grabs her hand and helps her up the horse. An uncommon occurrence for him, riding with a passenger. In his experience riding with the horde it was always one person on one horse. Only pack horses were reserved for two. They saw their beasts as too proud to take more than one rider. _

_Almann didn't follow that custom. What were elvish customs to an earth macen? What were the elven gods to him? His gods were older, that much he knew. The blade he wielded gave off the ancient hate and regret of forgotten and discarded gods and goddesses. He would court their favor, for they were his and his alone. They would be his guardians, and he would be their instrument of wrath._

_He'd take down the empire to avenge his loved ones, but after that, what would he do? Settle down? Have children? He doesn't know how well of a father he'd turn out, he'd only been around the annoying gremlins that were steppe elf children. But while they were annoying, there was never a time he felt unhappy around them. They presented him with new games, trinkets, and things to do. They were the center of attention to many adults of the horde, for they were the future generations of warriors, artisans, and leaders. Perhaps Almann should prepare for a future after the fall of the empire? Perhaps experiencing life alone isn't what it's cracked up to be?_

_They would make their way through the streets, seeing and hearing various things. Almann could pick out different conversations for goods, seeing which types of people where looking for what good, or any mentions of pottery. It wasn't hard figuring out where what goods were needed amid many different conversations. He'd help out this woman sell her pottery and teach her a few things about dealings in the city. Help others wasn't necessarily Almann's forte, but he'd try, just this once._
Jacob
*Ralki hums a tune as she rides, she hadn't gone on a business trip like this since she was 14 or so. That was when her parents had gone to Vuni, that had seemed to have a booming economy, that trip was for a couple weeks.* "So, how long have you been doing this, working as a merchant, I mean."
Robin
"Myself? 8 years. With my father? Longer. Sold carvings as a child in the moving market the horde had. People didn't buy them at first, but over time they became better and better. How about you? How'd you go about being a potter?"
Jacob
"Natural progression. Talented in mold earth, parents were potters in the village. Kind of got forced into the job due to many things" *Ralki sighed, then continues* "I wonder what I would've became if I didn't have the talent for this magic? Maybe I would've become an adventurer much earlier or perhaps a completely job."
Robin
"I'm sure you could adapt regardless. Macen tend to be flexible y'know. Do you enjoy being a potter though? Or do you just do it because you're exceptional at it? No point in doing what you don't like."
Jacob
"I like it. But there's a point when doing the same thing over and over again starts to become boring. So instead of thinking about everything, I just go along." *Ralki doesn't really reminisce that often, due to her tendancy to living in the moment. But once in a while it's nice to talk about it.*
Robin
"We'll have to fix that now wont we? There's plenty of ways to make your passion more interesting without abandoning it altogether. Some of the best ideas come when you're bored. I have connections and ideas I can give you to make your craft more interesting."
Jacob
***Ideas! Connections! MORE INTERESTING! How coolio!***
"Well, what do you think" *Ralki says this whilst overloading her brain off all the coolness that is happening.*
Robin
"Mixed works. We can mix my experience with metallurgy in with your mastery of pottery. It'd would be difficult if we didn't have magic, or experience. Something like making different patterns and shapes of pottery using both metal and earthen materials. We could probably figure out some new enchanted armor using ceramics. It'll be good for fast moving projectiles, and light/cheap for basic infantry."

"In terms of connections, well I know a few rich people who'd like to have a new dish and silverware set, or some pottery for their new properties. I'm sure I could get some buyers in the capital to start ya off."
Jacob
*Oh, pottery and metallurgy! Clever.* "So, since we have magic this would be much easier of a feat to perform, right? Therefore enchanted armor is a possibility that's within our reach! Since selling pottery for nobles would make me a bit and since you know smithing, you could sell silverware. You're so smart!"
Clara
_Almann looks back and grins at her_
Robin
"Smart? Maybe. I think I just know my way around the city is all."
Jacob
"That's still a form of smarts, though." *Ralki is rather confused about his statement.*
Robin
"Really? I always took the 'smart' people to be the ones who lock themselves in the richer districts with their elder tutors to teach them things. I guess wisdom is a form of smarts after all."
Clara
_They finally reach the wagon again, Almann unhorses and offers he hand again to help her down._
Jacob
*She takes his offer and gets down, I mean, she's so short that she's practically forced to have help.*
Clara
_Almann winks and turns to walk towards the cart. He had an idea to sell the pottery. He'll be damned if they didn't make a profit today. Besides, he'll need to make up for the funds he spent on the old man..._