Wanre's master was pathetic as a merchant. He had no skill for it, had the other merchants not said anything so many months, err years ago was years already... he wouldn't be in this predicament.<br/>I should've killed him in his sleep while we were still on Nesstran, he thought.<br/><br/>Some high and mighty woman just walked through with a couple of guards at her back, which equaled money. Wanre's master started belting out his best lines but to no avail she wasn't here for goods. As she left the merchant got a wide eyed and determined expression, turning to Wanre, "You stay here! Do not move understood or I'll beat the life out of you!"<br/><br/>With that he turned and ran off after the woman trying to get her attention to sell his goods to her. Well, thought Wanre, this could be good; if he managed to sell something he'd be in a better mood and would leave him alone. If he was really lucky he would piss her off and she'd kill him on the spot. Then he might be able to go back home.