Nowaru

Gray text: Khalgarr, if he accepts. He's a good guy. Well, I'm not selling the Fragments of the Renegade Armor.

Well, Khalgarr doesn't buy much, only if it can't be melted down and turned into something cool. He might take moonstone items, but not much else.

- Stupid dogs, - the Darnian muttered discontentedly and knocked on the door.

A gray-haired man, obviously working as a butler, opened the door.
- Welcome to the Esford residence, sir. - The servant bowed slightly. - Please state your name and the purpose of your visit.