Indeed, what you're describing would fall within my domain. But I don't have time to make an official ruling on such a trivial case, and I haven't for quite a while. Vols Valdri is clearly lying. I recommend you remove him from the area.

Excuse me, but I really have no idea what you're talking about. Land rights? Street merchants? This all sounds like something the castellan is responsible for -- or, more likely, one of his low-level aides. As the Minister of the Treasury, the only thing I'm responsible for is the Treasury. Anyone who told you otherwise is mistaken.

I don't deal with trade law. Ask upstairs.

Reserving an area of land designated for merchant and merchant-like activities falls directly under the jurisdiction of the castellan. If someone is claiming the Minister of the Treasury gave them the spot, they're either lying or stupid. Or both.

You've been expelled. Unless you join the Imperial Legion again, we won't talk about this.

A tragedy. %Name can only hope that you had no other choice.

Yes, you've settled the merchants' dispute.

%Name doesn't believe paying people to stop causing trouble will make a good long-term strategy. But it was your money, not the Legion's, and it successfully prevented the situation from deteriorating. Here -- your pay. Not enough to reimburse you, but it's all that you're owed. Let %Name know when you're ready for more orders.

Excellent work, %PCRank. It sounds like the situation was thoroughly defused. Here -- your pay. Let %Name know when you're ready for more orders.

It's been handled? Good. Here's your pay. Let %Name know when you're ready for more orders.

Olres Iladri is dead? %PCRank, are you responsible for this? %Name tasked you with defusing the situation. She understands that force can sometimes be necessary, but she expects you to make that decision more carefully when following her orders.

Vols Valdri is dead? %PCRank, are you responsible for this? %Name tasked you with defusing the situation. She understands that force can sometimes be necessary, but she expects you to make that decision more carefully when following her orders.

If you think you have enough information to make a decision, then go do it. Every second those two are at each other's throats is a chance for things to get bloody.

The Minister of the Treasury is involved? That doesn't sound right to %Name. She recommends you ask for legal advice at the office of Marsh & Ellerian on High Street. %Name has found them quite helpful in the past.

This is typical peacekeeping work -- the kind we get a lot of around here. %Name trusts you'll be able to handle it without issue.

Two street merchants are arguing about who has the right to peddle their wares at a certain spot in the plaza. Things have stayed civil for now, but they both seem quite agitated, so it's important that we intervene before things spiral out of control. The merchants' names are Vols Valdri and Olres Iladri. Listen to their stories and figure out which one truly has the right to stay there.

This is a lovely location. Thank you very much for securing it for me.

Glad we could do business. I'll be on my way, then.

Of course. Once you rid the plaza of this illegally parked merchant, payment will be unnecessary.

Really? I must have contacted the wrong, ahem, authority on the matter. My mistake! I will be leaving, of course. So sorry to have been a bother.

I suppose that would be acceptable. But I'd need to be fully compensated for both my trouble and the sales lost. I'm afraid I couldn't accept any less than, say, 500 drakes.

And here I thought Old Ebonheart was ruled by law. Silly me! I'll be packing up my things, of course. But I'll be traveling to some other city where I don't have to put up with this nonsense.

Excellent. I take it you'll be delivering the good news to Olres as well?

I don't know what else you think you need to hear. Does the word of one of this city's highest officials mean nothing?

Serjo Olres seems to believe that him getting here first puts him above the law. I have explicit permission from the Minister of the Treasury to sell my goods from this exact spot, and I will not be denied.

Typical of the Empire to solve all of its problems with coin. But I've got my spot back, so I guess I can't complain.

I'm looking forward to selling my goods in peace again.

And let him win? No. All I want is to be left in peace.

You actually believe him? I suppose that's what I get for expecting sense from Imperial law. Whatever. I'll find somewhere else to set up shop.

Great. Go tell him that. Maybe it'll finally get him to leave me alone.

Well, hurry it up. He's scaring off my customers.

This s'wit Vols says some official gave him the right to sell his garbage here. But that's ridiculous. I've been trading in this city for years, and the only claim you have over a spot is whether you got there first. I was here before him, so it's mine.

It's best to get legal advice when people as high-up as the Minister of the Treasury are involved. Have you asked about it at the office of Marsh & Ellerian? It's right on High Street.