Travelling down White Harbour Way

[The Flint]

"So you are from King's Landing." Torrhen said. "You've a reputation down there?"

[The Smith]

"Aye with the ladies, and the merchants." He laughed, "I am well thought of there, I believe. They do not care so much about women traders down there since half the whore houses in the city are owned by woman, and they make well more then half the coin in trade in that flea ridden midden heap."

[The Flint]

"I'd like to speak to your sister," Torrhen decided, and said so. "If you don't object."

[The Smith]

The man raised an eyebrow, "No matter what I have said good sir, I will not allow you to speak ill of her, and especially not to her face. A matter between family is best left that way, and if wish to say otherwise, I will wish you a good day." He stood up with only a small wobble.

[The Flint]

"I meant only to ask her about this business, to see if it might be cleared up," Torrhen replied. "I've no ill words to speak."

[The Smith]

The man stood, and then walked to the stairs, and called up, "Lily, come down please. A man wishes to speak business with you." He turns, and waits at the stairs.

Moments later a girl of her mid twenties with strawberry hair, and a too cute noise walks into the room. She is wearing a simple green dress. She looks around, and sees the two vistors, "How can I help you?"

[The Flint]

"Your brother says that the people of White Harbour have turned against his business on account of you deceived some folks?" he asked.

[The Smith]

She frowned, "They turned on us because they were embaressed that a woman had bargained against them so hard, and effectively."

[The Flint]

Torrhen smiled slightly. He'd had a feeling it had been something like that.

"Well, seeing as my proposition don't have no bargaining with White Harbour residents involved." he said, "Thing is I gots me a product. Good product. I can meet any demand, but I ain't got no customers. Not as can afford it for a fair price anyway. I'm looking for a partner who can do transport to King's Landing, and get me a good price for my product there. Now I don't want to sell my product to wiley traders who is gonna take it for copper and sell it for gold in Pentos, I want to reach store owners, and merchants as well sell it straight to customers."

[The Smith]

She tilted her head, "What is your product?"

[The Flint]

"Sourleaf." Flint said, producing some from the folds of his furs for their inspection, "Ya chew it. Relieves pain, restores yer energy, keeps ya going when the work is hard, and yer back is breaking. Grows in the high places. My peoples been chewing it since The Builder raised the Wall."

[The Smith]

The man scoffed, "Sourleaf... seems rather a foolish thing to chew." He was opening his mouth to continue when his sister silenced him with a look.

She eyed the plant, and said, "May I try it?"

[The Flint]

He nodded and held the leaf out, "Careful, you'll find it bitter at first."

[The Smith]

Lily took the leaf, and after a small wince began to chew. She powered through the intial cutting taste, and began to gnaw at it. "I must admit I feel silly."

[The Flint]

"You'll feel it in a second," Torrhen said, watching her eyes for the sudden rush of energy.