Me | I've got to go! | |
Canthar | Suit yourself. | |
Canthar | It was very foolish of you to attack me. | |
Canthar | (mocking) Did you think you could defeat me that easily? | |
Canthar | Either you make amends for this, or I shall see to it that you bitterly regret your deed! | |
Me | And what exactly did you have in mind? | |
Me | Here's your gold - let's forget the matter! | |
Canthar | Very reasonable of you! | |
Me | I don't have that much! | |
Canthar | Then why are you stealing my time? | |
Canthar | Who do we have here then? | |
Canthar | You are on your way to the city - am I not right? | |
Me | Maybe. | |
Canthar | Hm! (snorts) You look like a fugitive! All fugitives are headed for the city. | |
Canthar | You could even be a former convict from the mining colony. | |
Canthar | (hastily) I don't care where you come from. But I believe I have an interesting offer for you... | |
Canthar | How goes the work, peasant? | |
Canthar | What can I do for you? | |
Me | I can't complain. | |
Canthar | Can I do something for you? | |
Me | Do I look like a farmer? | |
Canthar | Just like a farmer. But you don't talk like one! | |
Canthar | (pondering) If I am not entirely mistaken, I have an interesting offer for you... | |
Me | What do you have to offer? | |
Canthar | The way you look, the guards will never let you into the city. | |
Canthar | (ironic) If you are as 'convincing' with the guards at the gate as you are with me, they will never let you into the city. | |
Canthar | I can help you get into the city. | |
Canthar | I have here a small piece of paper. With the royal seal and the governor's signature. A pass. | |
Canthar | With this scrap of paper in your pocket, you can run about as raggedly as you please, and the guards will leave you alone. | |
Canthar | Interested? | |
Canthar | I am a traveling merchant. I sell a bit of everything. | |
Me | There must be a catch to this ... | |
Canthar | (exaggerated) No. No catch. You will merely owe me a favor. | |
Me | How will YOU get into town? | |
Canthar | The guards know me. I will simply tell them that I have lost my pass. | |
Me | What do you want for your pass? | |
Canthar | (pleased) I KNEW you were the right man! | |
Canthar | Listen. You will get the pass from me - now. | |
Me | Just like that? | |
Canthar | Just so. BUT: If I meet you in the city, you owe me a favor. | |
Canthar | Do we have a deal? | |
Me | Sure. Give me that paper. | |
Canthar | Here. Be careful with that, it is very valuable. | |
Canthar | One more thing: Don't even think about breaking your word! | |
Canthar | As a merchant, I have a great deal of influence in the city - it wouldn't go well for you, believe me! | |
Me | No! Keep your paper! | |
Canthar | Hm. I seem to have misjudged you, huh? | |
Canthar | Well. Do you want something else? Can I interest you in my wares? | |
Me | Show me your wares! | |
Canthar | Take your pick. | |
Canthar | You still owe me a favor. It is time to pay your debt. | |
Canthar | Hey you, I have a proposition for you. | |
Me | What do you want? | |
Canthar | I want my old stall in the marketplace back. Sarah snatched it away from me. | |
Canthar | But she has had that spot long enough. I want her to give up the stall. | |
Me | And what's my part in this? | |
Canthar | I will give you a letter to stick in her pocket. | |
Canthar | Then you go to Andre and tell him that Sarah is selling weapons to Onar. | |
Canthar | She lands in prison, you pocket the bounty, and I get the stall. | |
Canthar | You have two days to accomplish this. | |
Me | What's in it for me? | |
Canthar | When I have the stall, you will get a weapon from me - and a damned good one. | |
Me | What will happen if I refuse to do that? | |
Canthar | That would be truly stupid of you, because you see, I know that you are an escaped convict. | |
Canthar | If that gets around, it could do considerable harm to your situation in the city... | |
Me | No, I want no part of this. | |
Canthar | That was the wrong decision, boy. We shall speak again. | |
Me | All right, looks like I've got no choice. | |
Canthar | You're a clever lad. Here is the letter. | |
Me | How am I supposed to foist the letter on her? | |
Canthar | Let her show you her wares - and while she does, you hide the letter on her. | |
Canthar | And bear in mind, I am an influential man in the city, so don't try to play me for a fool. | |
Canthar | Don't you have a job to do? | |
Canthar | First foist the letter onto Sarah, then go to Andre and accuse her.. | |
Canthar | Do that - and don't try to cheat me, you would regret it. | |
Canthar | You are taking your own sweet time about this. Get going! | |
Me | Sarah is dead. | |
Canthar | Really? Wonderful. Then you have completed your half of our little bargain. | |
Canthar | Well done. Sarah is where she belongs. | |
Canthar | I have taken over her goods, so if you need a weapon, come to me. | |
Me | You were going to give me a weapon. | |
Canthar | Correct. Here, this weapon is a masterpiece of the blacksmith's art. | |
Canthar | Oh, here you are again. | |
Me | Why aren't you in jail? | |
Canthar | I have been released. As I already told you - I am an influential man in the city. | |
Canthar | In the meantime, I have dealt with Sarah myself. You can forget the business with the letter. | |
Canthar | Did I not warn you? It would have been better if you had done what I told you. | |
Canthar | Now word is out among the merchants that you are a convict. | |
Canthar | A regrettable affair - now you won't be able to get even a piece of bread here in the marketplace. | |
Canthar | I could, of course, sort things out for you for, shall we say... | |
Canthar | Have you come to pay? | |
Me | All right, I'll pay up, you leave me no choice. | |
Canthar | (grins) Good. Then I shall see to it that your reputation with the merchants rises once again. | |
Me | I haven't got enough money on me ... | |
Canthar | Then get it. | |
Me | How much was that again? | |
Canthar | I warned you, but you wouldn't listen. We will discuss this later. | |
Canthar | Now get lost, I want to rest. | |
Me | You're selling illegal mining shares! | |
Canthar | Yes, and? So what! If I don't do it, someone else will. | |