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Blayde nodded at the Stable Hand's offer. It sure wasn't the best tent around, but at a cheap price, it would serve it's purpose. Hopefully, it wouldn't rain much these next few cycles. Reaching into his pocket, Blayde grabbed a handful of coins, counted out fifteen crowns, and handed it over to the Stable Hand.
"Much appreciated."
He walked over to where the tent was standing and checked out the quality. It was a little worn from the weather, and some holes did decorate the canvas a bit, but for the most part it would provide some privacy for his future customers, as well as a place to sleep at night. The poles, pegs, and lashings were of a good quality, and well worth fifteen crowns themselves. Blayde dismantled the tent as quickly as possible, and bound up the canvas, poles, and lashings with some of the tent rope.
As he hoisted the boundup tent upon his left shoulder, Blayde noticed the Stable Hand still mingling around in the area. Seizing upon the opportunity for some quick information, he called out to him. "Sir, one more thing, do you know the name of the man the leads this provincial army I've heard about? Here's five crowns if you can tell me where he lives as well.
Blayde grabbed five crowns from his pouch, waiting to give them to this Stable hand for the information if he gave it; otherwise, Blayde would head off to find a new location for his tent.
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