This flaming guardian could be your worst nightmare...
Sol couldnt help the snort. He had met a few that could fit that description. While it had been time since he had been back in his home, he had a feeling that those figures had largely stayed the same. "Oddly enough, I can say the same regarding manners. Particularly when I first arrived in Novus. I think that a lot of horses get better as you get to know them. I know I do." He snorted at himself at that one, knowing that many found him gruff and a bit hard to speak to at times.
Sol mulled over her suggestions, taking time to try to decide on the merits of each. "Armor could quite the area to get into, as could medicines. I dont know that I would go into the world of culinary sales... Not really my forte. I tend to be better at eating then selling when food is around." He chuckled. She had given him much to think about and a real drive to become a better merchant.
"Enough about me." He grinned, shaking his head. "Where are you from? What do you do when you arent making a giant feel better?" He asked, truly wanting to know more about her.
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