Shadowdak turned to the merchant, mustering his best Common. "Here, how much for these two?" After hearing the price he nearly choked. The man and Shadowdak jousted back and forward with prices. A verbal bartering match with words just as deadly. Shadowdak kept trying to get the price under half of what the initial buy was, but the merchant was resolute. Shadowdak took the garments from Cajeiri and placed them gently onto the table. "Nevermind. We don't want them." He began to walk away from the table. "Come on." he placed a hand on Cajeiri's shoulder and began to lead him away, whispering "don't make a scene, he will know I'm playing him."