Drawing closer to the imposing entrance, I retrieved the parchment bearing the guild's seal from my satchel, and fastened my guild plate to my attire. Arriving at the gate, a procession of carriages stretched ahead, each seeking permission to enter the capital's embrace. With patience, I awaited my turn, casting an observant eye over the other carriages.
Adjacent queues housed a motley gathering of men and women, their forms adorned with an assortment of weapons and personal effects. These were adventurers and common folk, distinguished by their distinct line separate from that of carriages such as mine. Given the regal status of this city, it came as no surprise that stringent security measures were in place.
When my turn arrived, I presented my identification plate and the parchment, adorned with the merchant guild's official seal, which attested to my rightful presence within the city walls. The guards, donned in their formidable attire, scrutinized the contents of my carriage. As they performed their duty, I stood nearby, deep in contemplation about my plans once the transaction concluded.
Unlike the city of Goldkorb, where the limited number of guards fostered familiarity and friendship with Master, the guards in this sprawling capital remained strangers to me. Although a part of me yearned to engage them in conversation, their attention was rightfully consumed by the meticulous inspection of my goods and the forthcoming tasks awaiting them. Hence, I maintained a quiet vigilance, patiently biding my time until they concluded their thorough examination of my carriage.
The compact nature of my carriage facilitated a swift evaluation. The guard, having duly verified my identity, handed back my parchment and identification plate. With a courteous gesture, he extended a warm welcome to the bustling capital city.
As a traveling merchant, I faced two options when it came to selling my wares in bustling cities. The first entailed renting a space within the public market overseen by the esteemed merchant guild. This route allowed me to directly engage with potential buyers, engaging in negotiations that could yield higher profits. However, it required a significant investment of time and effort.
Alternatively, I could opt to sell all my goods to the merchant guild itself, albeit at a fixed and quite lower price. This option was typically chosen when time was of the essence, and a swift departure was imperative. To maximize my profits, I employed a combination of both approaches, strategically navigating between them.
Without delay, I hastened to the capital's merchant guild to secure my temporary abode. Presenting my purchasing plan, I arranged to rent a space for the next five days, commencing tomorrow. Once the arrangements were finalized, I swiftly transported my goods to the designated area and meticulously adjusted the display to entice potential customers. Making my way to the guild's front lobby, I requested blank papers to document my routine trading reports.
With my preparations satisfactorily completed, I made my way towards the familiar tavern that had become my customary haunt during my visits to the capital. As the sun began its descent, signaling the approach of dinnertime, I entered the lively establishment, eager to sate both my hunger and my longing for camaraderie.
Now that my preparations are done, I made my way towards the familiar Tavern that had become my customary haunt during visits to the capital. As the sun neared the horizon, casting a warm glow across the city, it was evident that dinnertime was fast approaching.
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The Merchant and Tavern Master
FantasíaIn this world, there are adventurers, knights, mystical races, magic spells, and treasures. But this is not stories about them. This is just a story about a humble man working as a traveling merchant who dream to become rich to support his family. O...
