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"Good evening sir," Selim started, eyeing the gentleman's respectable wardrobe. "My sister and I are looking for work. We were merchants with stalls of our own back in Kadarsi, but as you can see by our meager equipment our wares did not make the long journey." He brushes back his cloak to reveal a mostly empty belt. "I'm sure you have many friends in those stalls, and maybe you would be willing to make an introduction? We would not forget the favor."