"Ohh, think we could get you, uhm, in cold, in gold... could get as much as twenty gold." Given what a sum that was to peasants, that was not a bad price, but for adventurer, it was hardly worth notice. Still, to pay that much did suggest they thought it held value. There was a pouch of coins on the other side of their fish-stand, with mostly copper and silver noticeable on a quick glance. "But could maybe try talk it up to twenty-five, but would mean you'd have to come with to show it." There was a nod between the goblin women, before Joli set out. They looked after her, but didn't seem intent on pursuing her as she walked off.<br/><br/>Still, her walk to the tent belonging to Jack was unbothered, the knock earning her no response right away, but after a little moment the green-skinned man stepped out again, gazing up at her face. "Not many new surfacers come here. Well, I'd think you'd find yourself more welcomed by Ser. Still, if you are here looking to buy, I hope you have coin or a good trade. If you are looking to sell, I'm listening, but I don't buy everything. I do know where to point you out to if its something I think could be worth something to another." Now wearing a leather armor tightend with straps to his form, fitting booths, and leather greaves to protect his thighs, the goblin man looked more prepared for trouble. What's more, his neck showed a string of silver running down under the collar of the outfit, with a faint shine to the chain. At his side, a sharp-looking, well maintained shortsword in a sheath that looked more like semi-transparent spider-silk, the blade and the handle both black as the night.