<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/73/27/ba/7327ba8314f55d7dc98742db245d8174.jpg)<div class="floatleft"></div>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/6b/5f/d3/6b5fd36a5b475af394692ec0b3d92495.jpg)</div>Jamila as told to do so.  She did not want to go to Absalom.   She did not want to belong to the Kharswan who holds the title of Thakur of Jalmeray.   It had been decided through and now she would be delivered to him.   By a scoundrel, a notorious one at that.<br/><br/>The elder nods and rubs his face, then gives a glance first to the the black legionnaires for a split second.  Then turns his attention back to Darius.<br/><br/><strong>"The Kharswan who holds the title of Thakur of Jalmeray has purchased her."</strong>With that he would pull out a pouch he and he would pull out coins and put them into his pocket and then hand the pouch to Darius.<strong>"Here is the half upfront,  I shall take my leave.   She must be there in one month.   The travel shall be long and arduous, I would not delay your start."</strong><br/><br/>With such the old man would rise up.  Look over at the four black legionaires and move towards them he would sit down with them.    All four seem shocked by this.  But old codger pulls out dice.   And drops another sack of coins on their table.<strong>"You boys feel lucky, I do lets get a game of dice going and the next round is on me."</strong><br/><br/>Leaving Darius now with his package, a beautiful concubine slave.<br/><br/>(Game Mechanics:  Knowledge check untrained DC 20)<br/><br/>