"Mr. Oprian, I'm sorry but we need to hurry and deliver my goods so that I can continue my tour," Keldon stated, trying to sidestep the conversation.
"Nonsense, Keldon. I'm sure young Oliver will be delighted to have our input regarding the festivities taking place tomorrow. I'll even offer them on the house, a rare offer indeed."
Sighing, Keldon glanced Graent but found no help coming to his aid. "Mr. Oprian, I'm truly sorry but we really must be--"
"I'll be fine with Keldon's information alone."
Blinking, those from the Libarn Guild were astonished to hear Oli's frank reply. Graent and Reginol were especially stumped by the young man's brash comment, staring in curiosity and anticipation at what the young man would say next.
"Don't be silly, boy," remarked Reginol. "As Libarn's first manager, I'm more than knowledgable and my credentials make me a far better guide and public figure than Keldon, no offense to the lone merchant and his craft."