Katherine
"Do not worry.. You'll be getting seven of the fifteen gold coins I've gotten from this mission. I did not expect a guild member to be so hard to cooperate with... Not only that, but the added danger of allowing a necromancer to roam free. I'll have to inform the city watch on this new threat, possibly put up a request to hunt the woman down."

*Theron walked along in the direction of Syele's homestead, gently rubbing the point of his short-sword... He'll have to get that sharpened on the journey, as well.*
James
"...Seven? Make it eight so it's rounded up and my head might just stop spinning since I had predicted something of that sorts happening when we first embarked on the quest. She couldn't even keep her story straight and convincing for the life of it, but regardless she paid better than most guilds and we should be taking a short break when we get to the house. Hell, I might even try to sell our sheep for the winter since that storm rolled in..."

*Syele had been stepping through fairly thick snow since that storm had blown in shortly after they left for the cavern. Luckily, it meant good timing to sell off her sheep flock for a fair profit since most of the tailors and craftsmen in the area would be running low on materials shortly along with food being a necessary thing to address has well.*
Katherine
*Theron just solemnly nodded to himself, while watching the Oriate trudge along through the snow.. Wondering if they would get sick from the blizzard. It would be a problem if he lost the ability to get healed in quests, but it also would mean he'd receive full pay. A small conniption, he supposed.*

"I've heard of the Salvainian blizzards, but never really experienced it for myself... It's quite abrasive and sudden, now that I've been caught up in one. How do you usually deal with these situations?"
James
"Oh, the blizzard itself normally isn't the problem, but the monsters that dwell inside of it and use it as a means to attack. At least, that's what I've been hearing since I was growing up, but my family was originally from Itchsunia and we'd come here to Salvainia for trading on occasion. Matter of fact, my great uncle made the mistake of doing a slave drive around this season and lost nearly everyone of them and caused my family some significant ruin for a time."

*Syele continued to walk through the snow while buttoning up some of her fur garments to prevent the cold from affecting her as badly as they went. She also consider taking some of the excess wool and making a few coats before she sold the rest off to make it a little easier on them.* "Well, Theron, what do you plan to do during the winter? I'm sure the guilds would have some work for you to do."
Katherine
"I was hoping I could do some work on fortifying the area if possible, but the snow would prove rather troublesome.. So I will do what I can. Report to the guards, refine and possibly gain new equipment, a quest or three if prepared enough."

*Theron trudged along through the snow. The minor burns he had before had welled down to nothing due to the small amount of cold penetrating his body. He looked out over the snowy tundra the area had become, wondering about what kind of requests the people would make around this time of the year.*
James
*After a while Syele would finally reach the steps to the home and enter it. She'd go off and start the fireplace so the two would stop freezing eventually and then went out to take care of the livestock with what feed they had left in storage for the winter.* "Well, leave the share of the pay on the table and then we'll plan from there on when we'll sell the flock for the winter. I paid roughly thirty silver a piece a while back, thus we should be able to get... Maybe forty or sixty coins a head to one of the guilds?"

*She'd simply shrug while in the kitchen and yelling out her words to Theron. Her attention then returned to adding more wood to the fireplace until a gentle wave of heat started to engulf the living room area of the house.* "If you need to, go ahead and light the fires in the other rooms of the place to heat it up, if you're comfortable being stuck in here that's fine too." *Syele then took a seat while removing her boots for the time being and simply coughed for a few seconds.*
Katherine
*Theron, once placing eight gold coins on the table, sat down close to the fire and watched it. Poking at it with his sword every now and then to make sure it grew large enough to be of use... He'd take out eight coins from his medium pouch and sat it down next to him.*

"This room should be enough to keep the both of us warm, if it's necessary... Would you like to explain how you learned to be a merchant? There are many people who end up in the trade, but there are many more who fail at it and end up on the streets or stuck in a nobleman's farm... If they're lucky."

*Theron's focus would be devoted to the fire, as he set his short-sword aside and continued to watch it closely. It'd slowly emit a gentle roar as the wood in the fireplace snapped and burned... The room would take it's time heating up, but that was for certain.*
James
"My family had two career lines that followed solely, blacksmithing and trading, thus it was only natural that I learned how to become a trader like a majority of my family had done so in the past. But primarily, the women in my family are used as little gifts to other more wealthy families or even to pay off debts with slavers when a run goes bad... Well they did for a while there." *Syele simply unrolled a bit of bread she took from the kitchen on the way in and started her typical picking manners with eating only small bites with a disgusted look on her face.*

"But not so much anymore, because really, at a young age I was meant to be a sell off token to a slaver back in Itchsunia when my father had his own bad drive like my great uncle had in his own time. Yet, that never came to fruit after I sold out my entire family to the slavers and left them in the dust... I haven't heard much since besides that they were taken to a warlord's mines where they would never see the line of day again." *Her face was rather blank and emotionless as she described the story, even her eyes seemed to lose their color somewhat.* "Regardless, the only reason why that exchange was accepted is because I was the better talker than my father."
Katherine
"Hmm... Quite the, horrid tale. The selling off of daughters is a usual formality in most countries, due to dowry or simple slave prices... But I did not expect to hear that you came from such a home. My mother used to tell me stories about how bad things happen to bad people... Do you believe that your family, in a way, got what was coming to them?"

*Theron gently pushed himself a foot away from the fire and wiped his brow, looking up at the ceiling with a seemingly dull expression. He'd lightly tap the coins that were set atop each other next to him... For whatever reason.*
James
"In a sense yes, but the slaver thought it was hilarious and more profitable enough to do. Anyways, I believe I've spoke enough on the matter and we need to go sell the herd tomorrow. So, get some rest and take care of any business that you may need to handle because primarily... I need my own sleep as well."
*Syele would then leave the room and head for her bed up stairs with her steps being rather mismatched as she had been seemingly drained of all her energy from the quest that they had done.*
Katherine
*Theron was rather sapped himself, due to the quest that they had just finished together. He'd begin to lay down on the floor rolling over so he could be six feet from the fire itself. Once Theron was satisfied with the distance, he pulled his hood over his eyes and begin to drift off to sleep, listening to the crackling of the fireplace.*