Baldur's Gate : The Sword Coast Chronicles : NWN2 Persistent World

tossing the large sack of coins on the merchant's table, Gale quickly grabs up the robes and lifts them high and out of the way of the feline and it's noxious spray. The tiefling checks to see if any of the spray landed on herself before addressing everyone at the wide, "Savages. Livin amun vermin." She then turns to head away from the wide, "fair winds ta ya."

The half-elf picks up the probably stinky sword, holds it at arm's length and glares at the malevolent cat.

"Sure, this will be memorable." He sniffs audibly then chuckles briefly, his nose twitching.

"What a disgusting pest ... Pray for rain lad !" He proceeds to pay Zach before leaving the premise, mumbling about changing the leather grip.

A man in dark platemail with an eye patch across one eye strides over to the table.
Without pomp or ceremony drops five bags on the table and gestures to the amulet with resistance to magic.

"Fair?"

"Most fair." Zach handed over the amulet.

A woman wearing a blue dress and wearing the symbol of Eldath on a chain about her neck passes by the stall...some time after the unfortunate spraying incident...and glances over the wares on offer. Her attention drifts to the mithral shirt with mild interest, which seems to increase a little as she beholds the stated price.

"Ten trade bars for that?" the woman inquires softly "I would be interested, if you have yet to find a buyer."

"It seem I've got one now," replied Zach with a smile to the woman. "Ten bars and it's yours."

He picked up the mithral chain and laid it neatly on the table.

The woman counts out ten small pressed gold bars and sets them atop the stall countertop.

"If these are sufficient for you, then you have a buyer, good sir."

"it's a deal." He took the bars and handed her the chain shirt.