"Mr. Hurwicz, it is not that I am unwilling to assist you. As you can see, my wife Emily is with child, and she requires my care. Furthermore, the production of paper, quill pens, charcoal, and glass within our tribe is not within my purview. I am merely a humble merchant."
Raham stated earnestly.
He was fully aware of Hurwicz's purpose for visiting.
Hurwicz and his companions, as he disclosed, hailed from a distant tribe. They had encountered a supernatural entity en route, and although they ultimately vanquished the creature, their merchandise was destroyed in the fray.
Consequently, they were compelled to seek a solution.
From tales recounted by adventurers of the Crimson Star Tribe, Hurwicz learned of the tribe's wondrous goods and led his caravan here, his discovery akin to finding a new world.
Fatefully, he encountered Raham.
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