[Gatalis]

The young Tiefling lass waves her rod with pride as she places a hand on her hip, harrumphing.

"T'irteen t'ousand, n'yeh best know t'at fecker s'lyin' t'rough 'er teeth! S'prised yeh'll boastin' 'at much coin fer a bahd, all t'ings 'sidered. C'buy y'selves a house f'at much, y'ear!?"

She calls out triumphantly as she points to the Leiran, watching as a few less desirable folk decide to leave this high stakes game of auctioneering.