Bastok the Merchant
<Lucretia aka Joe wrote>:
> Offering a portion of his rations to both Teth and the Merchant
as
> well as anyone else who is lacking he makes idle chatter with
the
> Merchant, asking "What's your name again fella?"...(after
a reply
> he asks)..."so what is it you do for a living...sell water
clocks
> or something?"..."Where ya from?" (etc)
The merchant looks up at Lucretia. He looks better than he did the evening
before, and he seems slightly more self assured. "My name is
Bastok," he replies. "I am a merchant working out of Luskan,
specialising in the trade in alcohol. I was travelling back to Luskan
with a virtually empty wagon, having sold my wares in the south. It
was because I had no cargo that I couldn't afford to pay for caravan
guards!" He turns and spits onto the ground. "I'll go by
boat next time!" he mutters to himself.
