an endless road to discover

Deathbelle peered at the stranger as she took her suggestion of preserving time as a personal affront. Light brows furrowed at the reaction but otherwise dismissed the rude behavior she received. The name of the Band the girl mentioned was unfamiliar, but she didn’t doubt its existence. She was here for a trade deal, or not. Belle pondered for a moment, debating seriously about sending her on her way. However, even if it turned out only a promise for the future Belle would take her chance.

”That wasn’t so hard, was it?” She asked absently as she shifted her weight from paw to paw. ”Ashen is willing to trade.” Despite not having any supply lines up and running or craftsmen to make them. She didn’t give much worth to traders in the long run, merchants were the lowest caste because they only profited off the work of other people. ”What do you have to offer? I see no wares.” Was this a waste of time?