He shook his head, refusing the apology as it wasn't Khonnir's fault, before getting the name of the merchant. He frowned, noting that matched the technology dealer that he had met earlier, the one with more tech than he should have. So he knew a 'lost' alien language, had more tech and knowledge of said tech than a 'mere' merchant should. He was rapidly beginning to think he something more, though what he wasn't sure. Maybe the local black market dealer?<br/><br/>Either way, he needed the language, so he swung by the merchant, and asked if he had a language book or something so he could learn the Andoroffan language. But first, he asked if the cleric would mind identifying a handful of items for him, or directing him to someone that would. He needed the cloak and two swords from the four armed zombie thing, and the two potions from the frog monster identified.<br/><br/>Know:Local 19 (+7)