Boy, it was a good thing that he'd heard the rumors early. This month there were apparently prismatics up for grabs rather than the usual fare of crystals, and they were expensive. Not that he blamed the trader; crystals like that were few and far between. The trouble was just with getting the stuff together, as it were. Especially when the trader had asked for fish of all things in exchange.
He felt ridiculous walking in through the door with a couple of goldfish bowls, but he dutifully laid them out on the counter before stepping back. "Is this enough, do you think? For the crystal this month," he said. No banter or preamble this time; he had run all the way here, and splashed a good deal of water on himself in the process, so he was in a hurry to get back home and change.
Not like the trader ever said anything in reply anyway.
Seveth inclined his head, not sure what had gone wrong this time. Wasn't it always like this? The trader liked for the things to be on the counter, and Seveth couldn't look as though he had any more claim to the stuff, so he had put the bowls there and then stepped back, making it as clear as possible that he was relinquishing the items - or in this case, the fish - to the trader.
But apparently that didn't quite do the trick this time around, since the trader still seemed reluctant to hand over the crystal in exchange. Following the trader's hand motions, Seveth crept back forward and nudged the bowls a little closer to the cloaked figure. He didn't really get it, but he did understand that the fellow could be rather particular.
He hoped the issue wasn't with the fish. He didn't have any backups on his person.