Fair Dealings
Twenty-Eighth Day of the Tenth Month 293 AC
You consider the matter a long moment, weighing the risks and advantages. In the end you come to the conclusion that as with any other aspect of law and regulation you cannot give a definitive answer here and now with some yard-long scroll listing every possible abuse or carelessness. Thankfully you do not have to for that is what the administration is meant for, though granted this task may be a touch stranger than they are used to.
"There will be a sub-bureau in the Office of Trade to organize the solicitors purveying their business in Lys and beyond, to coordinate with prospective pact-forgers, to forge a contract fit for the situation which can be reviewed before agreed upon by both parties, with the base agreement being that it occurs in a place where neither body nor mind can be intoxicated or rendered unsound, and the regulatory body of the city itself is fully aware of each transaction that takes place," you recount, sliding without truly meaning to into that particular formality of solicitors speaking of the law. The Hooded Lord does not seem to have any difficulty following, though.
Perhaps the Fey have an affinity to the profession... Banishing the amusing image of a Fey advocate from your mind with a shake of the head, you conclude, "The latter is for record keeping purposes, should anyone dispute the bargain made."
"That is acceptable," comes the reply, the last word drawn out in three parts fit to break. "I now understand the purpose of the assistant you wish to offer better."
From the way Hermetia visibly struggles against a smile you suspect you are not the only one struggling against imagining Fey in odd postures, though much of the good cheer is likely also owed to the relief of the matter of the Goblin Market being solved and sorted at last.
"Indeed," you nod amiably to the Hooded Lord. "If you could provide a ledger of all things sold and traded the rules would be less strict when it comes to a wholesale ban on particular trade."
"That can be arranged in at most a moonturn," the Fey Lord replies. The rain stops, or at least the sound of it does, leaving the four of you to stand in perfect silence for a moment before the Lord of the Goblin Market continues in his own voice, speaking clearly for sky and earth to hear: "I pledge my service under the conditions of the last iteration of the bargain discussed here. Let is be sealed, known, and unaltered save by the consent of both parts. Agreed?"
"Agreed," you reply solemnly. He makes no move to kneel and there certainly is no crown in sight. Though the Hooded Lord had claimed he is no trader, this has far more the air of a mercantile transaction than your agreement with the Shadow Lord. An agreeable bargain for all concerned.
Before the Hooded Lord departs you ask him how easily the market can be moved as he implied he would do if a deal had not been struck today. "Some seasonal movement to cities that wish to harbor the Goblin Market would increase its allure and open opportunities. People will flock to buy something that is only available for a time even as they let slip something they wanted more but know it be near at hand."
"Many of the lesser merchants would struggle to carry their wares across shifting the paths of the Feywild, though with all your realm open to us they could simply make the journey through mortal lands," the Fey Lord replies after a moment's thought. "A worthy proposition."
With that he does depart, gone with the rain, though water still drips through the boughs of the Heart Tree and the clouds would likely linger until evening.
What do you do next?
[] Approach the Fey Muse you know to be an agent of Ymeri
-[] Write in how
[] Further investigate the Fey killings in the Goblin Market
-[] Write in how
[] Write in
OOC: Remember that you can also delegate. Ser Richard, Malarys, the Harbinger, and Rina are still on this action.