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I give him my gifts. He does not eat them. He passes them to his servant. I guess he does not trust me that much.
>"Now, Mr. Tory. Please tell me what do you want."
"Yeah. I just want to know few things. About the mines. Is it okay?"
>"Haha, ask away, I have no problem with little questions."
"What does the mine produce? Iron, gold?"
>"Our mines are rich with iron."
"Okay. How much do you produce in week?"
>"Week?"
"Um. In a day?"
>"Ah, every day every worker mines their worth in iron."
"Uh. How many workers do you have then?"
>"200 workers."
"Do you refine it? How do you ship it?"
>"Yes. We refine it before it is shipped. We ship it with caravans."
"So, you own the mine?"
>"That is correct. It grants me quite luxurious life as you can see. Fine place to live, several wives, food of great quality and good entertaiment."
Well. He has not offered me any drink or food. Greedy asshole.
"Say, are you interested in selling me the mine?"
>"Buying my mines? No, I am afraid not."
"So, who is buying stuff from you?"
>"A small country in the south. They pay me well."
"Can I buy?"
>"Haha. I am afraid not. My client wishes that they have almost all the iron produces by this mine."
"Are there any other mines around?"
>"Hmph. Yes there are few of them. They are a big pain in my spine."
So. It seems that he is not interested in my offer. Would it be good time to threaten him? There are few guards, but they could be handled easily by me and Helena.
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