4

"Good morning!" said Schattendieb, and it was true, the sun was behind the clouds, there wasn't any part of the sky shining at that hour, and the grass was very slimy, it seemed to have only moss, as if it had melted from too much water. rain, then in the rainy season.

The one they didn't like to end, but Nebelwächter looked at him from under long, thick eyebrows like caterpillars, he was one of his dealers he met so he could venture out and collect gold and some pieces of trophies and riches.

He collected for lack of a better word, by raiding castles and tombs of ancient rulers in which he took the treasured pieces of crown jewels he collected, with the best excuse for plundering ancient strongholds or castles.

- In the end. – He said, in his last adventure. – They won't miss it. – Then returning to your home.

That's how he got money, supported his family, managed to pay for pleasure, and no one would be missed, and no one needed to know it was him.

The shadows projected farther forward than the brim of his big hat.

- Can I help you with anything? - He asked.

- Congratulations, I wish you a good day, in this thick fog. - He said.

- Ah, I know wishing you a good day, or I mean, it's a good rainy day, I would say whether you want it or not. – He spoke thoughtfully.

- I know you feel good on this day; or that it is a good day to be good? – He questioned.

- Good anyway. - The other said.

“All of this at once,” Schattendieb said. “And it's an exceptionally good day to fill a pipe with tobacco in the open air, waiting for late afternoon customers who want to do some business.

- So, if you brought a pipe, sit down, and take some of my tobacco for us to negotiate. - He said.

- There's no rush, it's so open. - The wizard said.

- Don't be in a hurry, we can negotiate, here I have the complete day ahead of us! - He said.

' Then Schattendieb sat down on a bench beside the door, crossed his legs and blew a nice grey ring of smoke, which sailed through the air without breaking up and floated away over O Schlucht.

- Cold and cloudy weather to be out here. - He said.

- The colder and more uncomfortable, the better to end negotiations. - The other said.

- If you think so. – Nebelwächter said.

- I believe it's rushed, but I don't have time to blow smoke rings this morning.

- Bad, it would be if we negotiate with drinks, it clouds the negotiations. - He said.

- What are you looking for? – He questioned.

– I am looking for someone to take part in an adventure that I am arranging, and it is exceedingly difficult to find people.”

“I imagine so, but not in these parts!

- Don't look for simple and quiet people, here you'll have lots of them. - He said.

- Above wanting to know about adventures, the other unpleasant, disturbing things are what we want to negotiate. - He said.

- What has made some uncomfortable to come to me? – He questioned him.

- If they make the subject late for the celebratory dinner after a day's business, I can't imagine what anyone sees in them, that they can't get on with another business.

- Sometimes, what I proposed was not to the liking. – Mr. Watchter said.

- Not exactly pleasure, but exhausting. - He said.

- I must say, that others refused. - Mr. Wächter said, then he hooked a thumb under his

His suspenders were too tight beforehand, he thought, and looked around when he blew another even bigger smoke ring.

- I have many contractors, what makes you think I will accept yours? – He questioned him. - So, he took his morning letters and began to read, pretending not to pay any more attention to the old man.

- Adventures, adventures. – He repeated, when he had decided he wasn't quite in his class and wanted him to leave, but the old man didn't move.

- Yes...? – He repeated it, waiting for an answer, when the man was leaning on his staff, looking at the Erdlinge rubrus without saying anything, until Schattendieb started to feel uncomfortable and even a little annoyed.

“Good morning!” he said at last. “We don't want any adventures around here that aren't pleasant, that I can't steal. - He said. – So, thank you!

- You can try on the other side of The Schlucht or across The Water.

Even if that meant that the conversation was over, but he expected the man to insist, he was the best adventurer on his side.

“You use this Good morning for a lot of things!” said Nebelwächter.

- I always used it, also to negotiate, like gore. - He said.

- That could mean you want to get rid of me and that the day won't be good until I get out of here. - The other said.

- For that is by no means, that you should bid, in which by no means, my dear sir, which is different. - He said.

- Make your attempt, and let me see, what happens. - He said.

- I don't think I know your name? - He asked.

“Yes, yes, my dear sir. - The other replied. - I know your name, Mr. Schattendieb Wächter.

- I think you know my name yes, although you can't remember that I belong to it. - He said.

- I am Nebelwächter, and Nebelwächter means me!

- That's what I can think I would live to receive a good day from the son of Centaurea Edelweiß as if I were selling buttons from door to door. - He said. – It may not be buttons, but you sell something. - He said.

- As far as I know, you are not more than a seller, but of adventures.

- I know you're here, besides business, it would be your interest, but then I go with you, on a good adventure or expedition. - He said.

- What didn't you say, which one, after all, if it wasn't, why would you be here by my side, if it's not to sell something? – He questioned him.

- You know, Nebelwächter, Nebelwächter, my dear, if you want to know, I'm curious about this adventure. - He said.

- Otherwise, it's Ora viva! Not the traveling mage who gave Old Edelweiß a pair of magical diamond cufflinks that fastened on their own and never came off unless ordered to?

- If it's not the guy who used to tell, an endless magic bag. - The other said.