Lance made every effort to paint a terrifying picture of the outside world, instilling fear in the already isolated few. But he didn't push too hard, leaving them some room; after all, even leeks won't grow if cut too deeply.
"Your greatest pressure is probably your goods piling up and getting moldy in the warehouses. But I have to stake my life on this deal, which puts me under even greater pressure. Besides, this is a long-term trade, not just for grain. Other products can also be transported by my caravan. If the prices are reasonable, we can all profit together in the future."
After some deliberation, the four decided it was better to make some money rather than let their grain go moldy.
"Good. A pleasure to work with you."
The deal was struck at the dining table. After the meal, they led Lance to the farms for an inspection.
Lance inspected their stores and found them to be very abundant, truly worthy of the fertile lands within Hamlet Territory.
