Dinirahc cursed under his breath in Thayan, he'd picked it up in the past- he didnt' know enough to actually speak the language but he could curse in it. Apparently he knew he didn't have enough for either item at the time and wasnt' about to owe this bloke a favor; a common method of trade here int he city but that decanter, that would be very helpful. Clean water was always a bit of a premium down here. "I don't have enough for either. Perhaps we can strike a deal for the Decanter though." He suggested, keeping his face unreadable.  "But I will take the one wand of each of what you have." He smirked faintly, completely confident in himself by the way he sounded; in his somewhat growling voice that added a vague threat to it.<br/><br/>(Intimidate check if required: 1d20a10 Result: 26)