Without a hint of surprise, but plenty of interest, Tony came upon the caravan waiting outside the gates. As well as the two who looked a little more than merchants. The guards, probably. He was ready for them to make trouble for him, and pleasantly surprised when they didnâ€™t. Both smelled of smoke, common enough. One distinctly ox-ish; he supposed she spent far too much time with that ugly beast, and the other a little elfish.<br/><br/>â€œI look carries, for long walk.â€ Oddly, he seemed not to speak the common tongue very well, but his gaze flickered briefly to the supplies, so it could be guessed what he had come to get. â€œNot stay, none here big happen. I get, go quick fast to far two-legs place. â€¦No say I cook two-legs, eh?â€ The half dragon laughed, shaking his massive head ponderously as the ox-ish girl and her elf friend continued a conversation heâ€™d apparently interrupted.<br/><br/>Instead he turned on the driver, who he thought heâ€™d get the most information out of. â€œAll two-legs know good gold when see, yes? I give gift, gold. Two-legs give I gift, carries. Two-legs like good gold, yes? Give good stone too. Good deal?â€<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">The driver looked at the being before him and gawked. He had obviously never seen one of his kind before and hadn't the mindset to deal with such a situation. The lack of hostility however gave him hesitation, and he weighed the offer. "How much are we talking here... uh... whatever you are?"</span><br/><br/>Shrewd though the half-dragon was, he didn't know what things were worth. It made him suspicious he might be cheated. "Two coin for two-legs, one good red stone. Like red stone? For same what swords carry." A clawed finger jabbed at the two guards told what he meant by swords while he found and showed the two gold coins - different currencies - and the one ruby. "Where go? You go far two-legs place for trade?"<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">The driver took the coins and appraised there worth, along with the red stone. Seeming to be pleased he pocketed them and nodded his assent to the being. "We go North to the border, from there we head back to this town. You are free to join us but don't cause any trouble you hear?"</span><br/><br/>"No trouble." Though he seemed agitated, making sure he was getting his supplies. "More big two-legs place North."<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Plenty, though they are in a war, might not be the best place for one looking like yourself."</span><br/><br/>"Go to fight war. Kill dragon, win much glory. Two-legs want give much gifts after."<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Seeming a bit surprised by that, the driver caught himself laughing. "Well lad, lets just hope they believe your intentions, go ahead and get ready, we leave shortly."</span><br/><br/>Tony nodded and started to inspect the supplies when he noticed that he was being stared at again. It didnâ€™t bother him of course, but there was less fear than heâ€™d have expected. Would it have really been so dangerous for him to dock properly?<br/><br/>The half-dragon wondered, but didnâ€™t particularly care where they caravan was going; as long as it was toward war.