Fighel began into the market and raised his gaze to the gentleman. A little taken back by the sudden greeting, the dwarf half-stepped back and shouted in shock, "Oi!" But he got his composure quickly and continued, "I'm tryen' teh sale me bits 'n bobbles...like marbles do yeh?" He rummaged in his sack for the square marbles and poured them into an extended hand.
The gentleman inspected the dwarf's wares and, perplexed, inquired, "Why are they square?"
Fighel knitted his brows in frustration and stuffed them away in a hurry, "Ah dinnae has the time teh waste if yeh ain't got sense enough teh answer that fer yehsef! Goot day." He gave a nod of his head and stepped around the man to continue on his journey.
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