The Tsana
It had been over 3 months since Knorr left The Spires, he had hit the road early one morning, black fur shining in the morning sun of Taldera. Knorr took everything he needed to start a new life in Sylira, money, herbs, his book bag and his backpack. This backpack would soon become his life as he journeyed to Sylira, he kept his food and all the herbs he gathered in this waterproof living bag. It became everything he would be able to trade when he arrived, it was his key to a new life.
After 3 weeks of travel a sweaty Knorr walked into Karjin. He worked his way towards the harbor in the city and found an old captain sailing to Sylira. "I know you monkey lot are a bit weird about money, so how do you think you're gonna pay me?" the captain asked pointedly. After a couple moments of consideration Knorr spoke up in his rumbling, deep voice, “I will pay you in herbs and some small amount of gold"
"Wat herbs?", asked the captain suspiciously.
"I have some Delaviv, a little bit of Cigar, some Acalai leaves and a small pot of Acalai resin and"
"Nah son you can get any of those herbs down in the markets. I am after a more. Effective herb." interjected the swarthy captain, "What else can ya offer me?"
Knorr shook his shaggy head surprised by the rudeness of the human. He had a feeling it would come to this. He could give up on getting to Syliras or he could commit to this drastic course of action. "I will give you my next offer tomorrow, until then."
"Until then.... I guess" replied the confused captain who was clearly expecting an immediate counter offer.
Knorr turned on his heal, his huge Jamouran physique catching the reflection of the rippling morning water. The sea captain swallowed hard and made a mental note not to ever cross the massive Jamouran.
Knorr strode back through the city; he was considering staying the night at one of the inns in K...
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