A large Brezan Olgog, non-descript, asks, “Hey, got armor? Too much? I have many things to trade… weapons, tla, mak, brezan alchemy, herbs, and potions, stone… even some weapons.”
Uruf walked up to the Olgog on his way to Karov.
" hey. Hey you. I got an extra set of chain mail if you got one of them Hob Tor Morningstars for sale."
The Brezan looks at Uruf, sizing the olgog up. “You lookin’ for tha two-handed version? Long, fer use on the back of a Stalker?? Or arr ya lookin’ fer sumthin’ shorter, use on foot, can be used one or two handed??”