You got what you wanted. Now leave.

I already gave you the money. Now leave me be, like I asked.

Fine, fine, I'll give him back the money that he thinks I owe him! Here. Take this note. Make sure it gets back to him. Now, get out of my store!

Debt!? The blade that I provided him was perfectly adequate, and now he wants me to give him back the money he paid for it!? Absolutely not. And you should be ashamed of conspiring with him!

Let's see here. "Sincere apologies", "quality of merchandise not up to standards"... Here we are: "Matter of repayment". "The money will be relayed in three payments." Nice work, outlander. This letter is all the insurance I need. Here's your cut, as promised. Courtesy of Hles Vervul.

[Hles Vervul offers you a hardened glare.]

Then get out of here and go get it for me, before I have Dorog snap the fingers off of your hand like a handful of reeds.

What? Give me that.

Well? Do you have the money?

It's very important that I get that money. I will NOT be cheated by some petty, lowlife, penny-pinching trader.