"So… You aren't from here, right?" Siderius said.
"Who told you so?" Bas' eyebrows shot up.
Siderius pointed at Quinlan.
"Quinlan of Everia was what he introduced himself at."
"Ah! This goddamn noble! Never knew how to keep his mouth close. Eldoria isn't on good terms with Everia. But he never stops announcing where he comes from."
"A noble? He seems to me like a merchant."
"He's both. Quinlan of House Carlisle. His house is in one of the noble houses in Everia. Not a large one but they are wealthy enough. Then came this little mummy. He really has a knack for trading, you know. He had a whole fleet of traders under him back in Everia.
House Carlisle became much richer thanks to that guy."
"And why are you guys coming to Eldoria?"
"Personal business. Any more than that you have to ask Quinlan yourself. It's HIS personal business after all."
"I see. I do have another question. A very sensitive one."
"You and all your questions. Ask away. Then I will ask you."
