"I do have those at least." The talismonger hummed before moving to the back of the store, the loud yawn heard briefly before he returned, holding a small package with a transparent lid, showing the necessary binding materials. Smiling a bit at last, he nod finally at the question, though taking care of business first it seemed.<br/><br/>"That'll go for the standard price between friends, the prices have risen on what's left because shipments are not arriving. I am not sure what exactly is their goal, perhaps hitching up the prices and then selling at huge profit when it reaches a breaking point. All I know is that the last shipment got intercepted by biker gang. They got the goods on the way to the city, outside Seattle. Then another shipment was brought in on an airplane. They struck the airport, stole the shipment and vanished. Lastly they brought some to harbor. Only the warehouse was hit the same night and the goods taken." He sighed and frowned. "The bikers were elves, that much I know, some folks are blaming ancients but they're saying they don't need to<em>steal</em>components like that." He shook his head.<br/><br/>"Whatever reason someone's doing this for they're stopping lot of shipments into the city. At least they're not tried to stop food shipments or anything. That'd be nastier."