[(Chaos)Jester]

Valdun folded into a cross-legged sitting position, waving his hand at the offer of a pillow. "Well Representative Ningñalëka..." He rolled the name around in his mouth, sounding it out slowly and fumbling over it a little, "We don't have the facilities to produce much of our own stock, cloth is useful for many applications." He shifted slightly as he talked getting more comfortable on the wooden boards.


"Light working clothes would be ideal, as you can see I don't wear much at all, its terribly cold where I come from, though we live in the depths of the Warren now." An uncomfortable look passed across his face but he nodded and settled properly. "Regardless, it is warm for me here, so light clothing would be ideal. I feel I should inform you that we largely deal in silvered weapons, mostly hammers and axes, though creating silverware, goblets and jewelry isn't beyond our smiths capabilities. As for marble... well we don't have the facilities to refine it into bricks you can use for building, however if you have masons you trust we can send the raw marble that way, make things more direct." He cleared his throat and brought forth a small sack, well... small for him.

From within he drew a set of cutlery, a goblet, a small set of rings for fingers, hair and beards and a dagger, though to Ningñalëka it was more like a sword. There was also some raw nuggets of ore, good quality iron and silver, and some raw marble. "Regarding quantity, well there are some three thousand individuals, most of them hard workers and soldiers... even the nobility of ours fight, we all need something practical.... give or take thirty odd articles... we have some, 'free' golems... odd creatures." He mused a little before taking a good hard look at the papers and nodding.