Colder Winds
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His gaze was empty, but he did move closer. She stiffened slightly as he held himself up, gazing into the wagon. If he damaged anything he would be paying for it. Despite his size nothing was deeply unsettled, the dog slowly relaxing again. He was slow looking through it. Amy nodded her head, pulling out the arrows, the raspberry plant, and the small pot of dye. His offer was poor. Considering it Amy placed the raspberry plant back.

I can trade you the dye and the arrows in exchange for tobacco, two blankets, and a week's worth of meat. A fair enough trade. The raspberry plant was hard to keep alive though, and hard to locate. While it grew wild in some areas, when it was located it was usually fiercely guarded by the ones who found the precious source. She couldn't trade the plant away for the simple price that he had named, though the other items were just fine.


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