[Dignitas]

Tommory may have sold cheaply, but it was only cheaply compared to the two before him. Crafting an instrument capable of sound that was reliable as it was beautiful was no cheap task. And it was even more expensive if you had only a small shop and limited people to craft them. In truth, Tommory's people were well paid as far as luthiers go, which is why he had more staff then the two before the Senior Aedile of the city. But who knew what the future would hold? If only the Senior Aedile could play his cards right, this could be a profitable business after all.

At the probe of the "little other" Oulinam lowered his head if only a little. Content to stare at the floor it appeared. It fell on his wife Prisicalla to answer and she sat quiet for a moment. Finally she absently put a hand to her neck and looked up as if in unease. "3,200 Crowns?" she asked sheepishly, more then said. Afraid this would be the deal breaker for their arrangement, both Ceindiims were very cautious or else their dreams would lay crushed again. At that thought, Oulinam coughed into his hand and shook his head. 3,200 might be a paltry sum to one who controlled the finances of the city, but to average people (infact, most Imperians) it would be more then a years salary.

The two before the Silrosian elf thought of that for a moment, of what they stood to gain or lose. Likely Priscilla was still skeptical, but all in all it seemed the two were beginning to really believe the Aedile could help them. A "Thanks Very Much" type of thing hopefully, after this was all over. But still they were only talking plans and trading information right now. There would be a lot to do most likely, and a lot of ways one could do it. It was all up to Eraisuithon how things were accomplished now, he had made the offer, was planning the deal, and was in charge of the situation. And not only that, but being in charge of business for the city as well as estates could help him out immensely, should he proceed that fuzzy and "gray" ethical pathway.

At the mention of Oulinams sons the dogged man perked up a little and flashed a little teeth. "Ah my boys! Well....." he said, as his rugged hands came to itch his chin in thought. "Findecáno is my oldest...can make a damn good instrument. Reminds me of myself when I was 'is age."Oulinam laughed a little at the thought."Elladan be th' second oldest. Almost as good as Findecáno. Least young Elladan study over yonder in Prime. Valandil is a little younger...still learnin' but he's as good as any. By my age 'el be the best in all Telath." It was obvious by a fire that tried to spark in his eyes (in fact, the only movement in those dulled orbs since he came in and played his solo piece) that he cared for his boys immensely. Something of note however, was that Eraisuithon would recognize easily that all these boys names were distinctly elven in nature.

Priscilla, realizing that her husbands answer to the Senior Aediles question didn't exactly answer how good his sons were, provided a more technical answer. Findecáno is a fourth year journeyman working to becoming a master. Still has a bit to go though. Elladan is a second year journeyman, and Valandil is working to become an apprentice luthier. We also have a cousin in Taralon who may want to come and work, if you're looking for us to hire more people." However, if truth be told the two before him thought that four working luthiers would be all they need. They never thought that a luthier could support so many as perhaps Eraisuithon had. To them, they thought in small ideas.

It was becoming apparent to them that this Aedile named Eraisuithon thought on a level larger then they.