The East Empire Company and the Fighters Guild are friends, so I'll take your word for it, no check necessary. Until Marki or Mette come by with the gold in hand, you have my word that the soul gems are reserved for the Company, and my word's good. Like I said, I'm not a merchant.

Suit yourself.

200 for a market price of 800. Take it or leave it.

The Mages Guild wanted some filled soul gems, but we got a lot more than they asked for, and now we have a crate in the back with no buyer. The gems make some of us nervous, and we just want to be rid of them. They're worth 800 drakes, but to the East Empire Company, we'll sell at 200. I'm not a merchant, so I'm not haggling. Deal or no deal?

Go upstairs and ask Sharnoga.

A friend of mine overdelivered on a request for quality filled soul gems, and the Fighters Guild's looking to offload the excess, but nobody is buying. If you're curious, ask about it over at the guildhall. It's just three doors down from us in the plaza.

These things sell like sweetrolls, but there's been a shortage lately, and now Yuaile Phyroc is taking all my business.

I have no idea how they're made or how they work. Never cared to learn. They don't sit right with me, but that's none of my business. Enchanters use them, they can be very profitable, and that's all that matters.

Ah, the soul gem. To the layperson, they're stones like any other. But to the discerning eye, they're wonders of both form and function. What is a painting without a frame? A fine wine without a well-made cask? Soul and gem intermingle and bestow a complexity to the hue and lustre of a soul.