"Well hey there! Got any goods to sell or trade?"
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Samuel, owner of the trading post.
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Samuel, owner of the trading post.
This room takes up almost the entire first floor of the building from the looks of it. There are all manner of goods stacked near the walls and piled in rows in the middle of the floor allowing just enough room for people and goods to move in between them. The walls are cramed with so many objects hanging from them that you can scarcely see what colour they are. Sacks of grain and salt, dried meats, barrels of various liquors and ales, crates packed with wine, tools of different sorts, exotic clothing, fabrics, and furs are all a part of the variety of goods packed into the trading post. Near the counter where there are various scales for weighing out trade goods you notice a photograph of a young girl with glasses in a chef's uniform.
Head outside