Hiya. [ She knows of Enchanter Isaac but doesn’t realise that they have, technically, crossed paths in some form before. She spent fucking days solving that scavenger hunt, and then not even known who to thank for it. ]
Yes — maybe farther afield. We buy lyrium from the same traders that supply the Chantry, and often the Chantry sends soldiers along. The Exalted March has required they find other protection.
[ Astrid’s still hedging, but finally continues: ]
They’re pretty closed-off and hard-to-reach if you don’t already have a connection, but— the augur’s named Pike Asgeirson. He’ll be able to read if you send a raven. Mention that Astrid’s vouching for you. Passes oughtn’t be too bad in summer, but they’re always after ways to make some gold for trade.
crystals;
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And depends, I s’pose. Services for what?
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You need goods transported safely through the Frostbacks, y’mean?
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[ Astrid’s still hedging, but finally continues: ]
They’re pretty closed-off and hard-to-reach if you don’t already have a connection, but— the augur’s named Pike Asgeirson. He’ll be able to read if you send a raven. Mention that Astrid’s vouching for you. Passes oughtn’t be too bad in summer, but they’re always after ways to make some gold for trade.
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But yeh. He’s my uncle. Haven’t seen him in a bit but he ought still be around. Nothing brings that old fucker down.
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They sent us their smith, for a time. I swear that she grew taller every time I looked.
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[ It comes easily, despite Enchanter Isaac being a near-total stranger; she just cheerfully blurts out whatever comes to mind. ]
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