Ah, hello, Daeva. You have something you want to trade?

No? Then perhaps you're the tavern-crawling type. What're the current specials at the Dionysia?

• "The depressed qooqoo swears colourfully there."

Ahh, you were sent by...!

Nevermind. I'm no spy, just a guy trying to make a living. But your current employers don't make things easy for me.

If they want their precious info, they'll have to compensate me. And since you work for them now....

• Accept.
• Decline.

Don't worry. I'm not asking for Kinah.

I need Tough Parchment. It's no ordinary parchment. It has special features that'll come in handy for your employers' spy work.

You get me some from Frillneck Mothers, you'll have your letter. Simple as that.

• "Then I know what I must do."

Get Tough Parchment and give it to Kardinal.

That didn't take too long. See? All you needed was a little motivation.

I have that letter all ready for you, assuming you have something ready for me...?

• "Yes, yes, I've got it."

Hey, I have all the time in the world. Your employers don't. Won't they be upset if their precious plans go awry?

I still need that Tough Parchment from Frillneck Mothers and you need that letter. You do the math.

• "You plus pain equals smile?"

Ahh, finally. I've just saved enough Kinah for a good dinner tonight...at the Dionysia.

So here's that letter. Frankly, I'm relieved to give it to you. This info will do a lot of good.

Not that I read it. Of course not. That would be silly. And hazardous to my health. Ah...I'll see you later.

You met Kardinal, your contact at the Trade Brokerage.

Tired of working for free, he'd only give you the letter you needed if you got him some Tough Parchment.

You retrieved some, and he finally gave you your letter in return.