You were trading with a Celtor man by the docks of Songseeker Wilds. You were offering some very valuable weapons and equipment, you knew their worth and what would be good trades for them, except he kept lowballing you extremely low.

“Alright, alright, alright. Listen, I’ll trade you a 2-star First Light for that Quartz-stone Pickaxe, and a 1-star Stoneheart for that Hive’s Hubris, deal?”

He grinned smugly, thinking he would get you to accept that offer with his charms and good looks, but you denied him. You thought he’d at least give you a better offer, but no.

“Alright buddy, c’mon. I’m the weapons expert here, I know these worth of these things, I’m being very generous with my offers here. I’ll even throw in… let’s say 7k notes to seal the deal, sound good?”

You were befuddled and irritated at his horrible offers, and his egotistical demeanor didn’t help the fact that you wanted to beat his ass into the floor.