He finished his perusing of the goods, suddenly realizing he could make a killing on trade, and as the Summer Knight, he had a way into the tight markets of the dwarves. Supply the more common goods of the surface down here, and he could take some of the goods from here up to the surface. He headed back to the smith to get Josh, having spent nearly four hours in the market, ideas already bouncing in his head. It would be something to talk with Sapphire and Meridia about. And then a thought hit him so hard it actually made him pause in his tracks. Elven silks. Light clothing was almost unheard of down here, but as personal wear, it had potential. Light, relatively strong, and durable, he had seen several dwarven women watching Sapphire's clothing with naked envy in their eyes. He hummed in delight, and had a much lighter step as he went into the smith's forge, looking about.