Michael
A suit of armor steps out of one of the cabin and stands next to Palomir, halberd drawn, a haunting blue flame spills out of the gaps in the armor
Robert
"It is best if you didn't." He says. There's a peculiar blue-purple glow to the ashes, "If you have business, then we can talk."
Tonya
"Perhaps we can have business."

**In-Her-Drinks approaches a bit closer, leaning it a bit while she rubs her scaly hands together to create some heat friction in the chill.**

"She has heard mention of... Alchemy ingredients?"
Robert
"Of course she has." He says in a snarky tone, "Stand down, Clank." He says, the armor returns to the cabin, "Are you looking for something specific?"
Tonya
"Of course she has!" **Drinks beams, repeating his words back more gleeful than he would have put it.** "In-Her-Drinks is a very good listener. She dabbles in potion making, when time permits. In-Her-Drinks spends much time making needed potions... Resist Frost, mostly, for Argonians."

**She nods.** "Moon Sugar ingredient hard to come by. Only Khajiit carry and they are not allowed in the city. Frost Salts too."
Robert
"I do not partake in illegal drug trade, so I do not have any Moon Sugar." He says, "But I believe I have plenty salts, of all varieties. Not cheap though, since I sell in bulk."
Tonya
"Illegal?"

**She tsks.** "Much civil conflict over what is legal, yes? Some would say, it is arbitrary. Moon Sugar illegal in the Empire, but, to a Stormcloak, this is not the Empire!" **Drinks tries to maybe see if Palomir was just uncomfortable talking about it, or if he really didn't have any Moon Sugar. In truth, the legal status of Moon Sugar has probably not changed much in Nordic territory, but in times of unrest, laws are sometimes... Relaxed, until a more orderly periods is upon them.**
Robert
"You try telling that to the Imperial checkpoints. Bastards go through ever single nook and cranny... Except for one they don't know about, but that's neither here nor there. I don't have any, can't even sell the raw cane. Believe me, I would if I could."
Tonya
**Drinks taps her chin, thinking.**

"Tell her price of Frost Salts."
Robert
"For a full crate? 100 thousand septims. Quite a lot, but for the amount of salts you're getting? It's well worth the price."
Tonya
**Despite knowing full well she didn't have the coin for it, she comically pats her pockets and smirks at Palomir.**

"In-Her-Drinks may be a little short on the septims."

**She gives a chuckle. The other Argonians were hard at work while she chit-chat.**
Robert
"Well how much *Do* You have?" He asks, he wasn't expecting much, but hey, a sale is a sale
Tonya
"Docks pay not much. Eight septims a day."

**She nods solemnly, hoping to catch Palomir with some sympathy.**

"Drinks mostly gets what she can from The White Phial."
Robert
"That isn't even enough for one bowl of frost salts." He says, "I only deal in rarer ingredients, I'm certain you can find cheaper ingredients for a frost resistance potion. Snowberry and frost miriam are found practically everywhere in this frozen country."
Tonya
"Mmhm... But you like septims. And In-Her-Drinks would hate to leave a trader without a single one when she has shown interest!"

**Drinks licks her dry lips from the frigid air.**

"But In-Her-Drinks thinks she has the perfect way to get coin into your hand!"
Robert
"And how would that be?" He asks, vaguely intrigued
Tonya
"People in Windhelm need things. Things they cannot always get. Things you may be able to."

**In-Her-Drinks smiles, holding her hands into her bosom and robes to keep them warm.**

"Some sailors make deals with In-Her-Drinks. She gets requests, mostly from Dumner. Things they can't always get. Pay In-Her-Drinks to find sailors willing to get these things for them."

**She nods at Palomir.**

"You just need to find the thing, bring to Windhelm on next dock, and you get half profits."
Robert
"The things I'm capable of getting far outweigh anything your average sailor could get, I assure you. I likely even have some of those Dunmer's old belongings." He says, in a high-and-mighty tone, "I'd want much more than half of the profits. Not only because of who I tend to make deals with, but also because of how I do my dealings."
Tonya
**She brings a finger, curled, to her chin, peering at Palomir. This is the one moment where her cheer and overall disposition became more... Scrutinizing.**

"Hmm, yes. But you must remember; you still take the larger cut. Twenty five goes to her contact in the city to deliver. Twenty five is for her Egg-Siblings to keep. But name your price."
Robert
"60% cut, I only take high reward jobs, you won't feel the cost hit, I might even consider giving you a discount. But that is if, and only if, I find our partnership valuable enough."