::One fellow named Zora Montague is seen lying down on a Jiyyd bench, putting a map down in one hand, flipping a smokey blue, almost transparent coin as he comments coolly about the rumors::
"Tanin? Yeah I know Tanin… nice guy, that. I'm sure he'll give you a real fair bargain on those blades of his. Did I mention he was a nice guy?"
::He grins, snapping his finger, the blue coin "poof"ing out of sight as he resumes his map-reading::