Jamie, on the other hand, grew up without the benefit of wealth - at one point three hundred pounds seemed like quite a lot of money to him. But he's used to bartering, and looking around at these people in their slightly strange outfits, he's beginning to have an inkling of what they could use besides the gold.

"Hey, I might just have an idea what'll work for trade goods. Give me a minute, will ye? I need to get something out of here, and it might take some doing."

After checking to make sure he's not being observed too closely, he hunts through the sporran again, his arm disappearing a bit further inside the small purse than it by all rights should be. Soon enough, though, he comes out with a couple of small items - old mechanical parts gleaned from the pile of junk Captain Eneesh had foisted on him way back on Gondepetil. They were broken, unable to be repaired...but inside were plenty of interesting looking gears and smaller pieces that could be turned into decorative items. Just like the ones on the boots they had been given, and on some of the clothing the townsfolk were wearing. He holds one up for Jr. to see.

"Want to give it a go with this?"