15.Oct.16, 05:22 PM
“No,” C’dhin mumbled as he fell in step behind Khoemi. He was pouting, wondering if he should have been taught such a thing in the so-called dragonrider school and if the new weyrlings would get such a class now. Katlia hadn’t had a need for bartering and haggling so it was understandable why such a class was skipped for him. Then again, if he was to take the old dragonriders seriously, they never haggled either because it was expected that Holders would just gift things to them as thanks for their safety or some such thing. A glance up to the sky confirmed it was still just another normal day so C’dhin still had trouble comprehending what exactly he was supposed to be training for in order to keep everyone safe.
When they reached the right place, C’dhin eyed the doorway, then his companion, and sighed. It was obvious to him now that he had worn out his welcome and should be grateful for the assistance he got out of the man who was likely busy. At least he was shown a spice shop and one that his wife preferred so it had to be a good choice. C’dhin finally smiled, brushing away the gloom of having to try his best at getting spices on his own and took a step forward before remembering his manners and turning back to Khoemi.
“By the way, I’m C’dhin of green Coroth. If you ever need a ride somewhere, ask for me and I’ll help you out. Thanks for the assistance with the shop,” it was only fair to offer something up in return since he had asked for help.
Aw, your first step towards successfully bartering. You received a service and offered one in return. Well done, C’dhin. C’dhin continued to smile through his dragon’s teasing, doing his best not to react to the bait she was laying for him and turned to head inside.
When they reached the right place, C’dhin eyed the doorway, then his companion, and sighed. It was obvious to him now that he had worn out his welcome and should be grateful for the assistance he got out of the man who was likely busy. At least he was shown a spice shop and one that his wife preferred so it had to be a good choice. C’dhin finally smiled, brushing away the gloom of having to try his best at getting spices on his own and took a step forward before remembering his manners and turning back to Khoemi.
“By the way, I’m C’dhin of green Coroth. If you ever need a ride somewhere, ask for me and I’ll help you out. Thanks for the assistance with the shop,” it was only fair to offer something up in return since he had asked for help.