The Goatfolk gathered, their faces a mix of awe and frustration. Borin sighed, running a hoof through his beard. "We can't even try to resell these wonderful pieces," he said, his voice heavy with disappointment. "They're already expensive enough. And to add to that, their production is slow. It's not a volume business."
Skall, ever the optimist, piped up, "What if we buy them and auction them to the other towns? Not just sell, but make an event out of it."
Brum nodded, thinking. "Yeah, that could work. If we auction these, we can sell them for 10 golds more, easily." He pointed towards the area where the ornate steel swords were displayed. "Do we even know who forges weapons like these? These look more like ceremonial swords. If we sell them to the nobles, we could earn even more. They love unique, fancy things."
