Searching the Market

Undeterred, Rizz smiled a bit wider. He brushed the squirrelly mayor's foot aside while closing the binder. 

"I'm sure I could find other places to do business. Meshkar sounds like a solid place to make some money," the goblin remarked as he tapped his chin in reflection. "But I'm sure we can reach an agreement later." 

When the goblin spun around with a wave goodbye, Rogue was left tapping her foot on the counter. "Oh yeah? Then tell me, what sort of business can be started by a lv. 13 that offers me enough value to give you such a crazy discount?" 

Rizz grabbed the door handle and shared a cunning grin. "Nothing too unusual. Just the first guild in town." 

He promptly closed the door behind him, not caring to look back at the mayor or her sheepish assistant.