this one's weird (Balsam sale)

Seer had a lot to make up with Deathbelle at the moment. Her anger, and tears, stuck with him and haunted him through out the days that passed. He hadnt gone to this market to find something to make it up to her - but he had gone to win something in Ashens name. What he had to offer wasnt as creative as the contraptions he had seen some crafters make. He had strength, and the things he had taken down that showed his prowess his battle.

He wasnt certain yet what would be asked for in currency, but he felt certain he could find something for then to agree on. With this in mind, he passed the tree and saw the slaver woman with the small wolf. He flicked an ear, doing a double take on the welp. No.. not a welp, an actual full grown wolf, with the size of a child. Interesting.

Not wanting to appear to eager, he moved closer to the woman and her wares. "Seling halflings now? This one looks line it wouldnt survive a days labour" he commented dryly, but it wasnt the height he wanted him for - through that in itself was interesting. No, he was considering a companion slave for deathbelles children. Well, maybe the heigh kind of was a factor. He didnt look big enough to do a child real harm. "What's the going rate?"