There is a strange man over there, by the path's end
He claims he is a busy merchant, with riches to attend
But where is the chest that keeps this wonder?
Where is the guard that prevents its plunder?
Author's Notes
This is sort of a rewrite of my previous story 'A Bit For Your Thoughts?'
Stuff taken from other dimensions. Mostly from the DotA universe.
Helpful criticism is helpful.
Who would have thought that the life of a merchant would be so difficult yet so fulfilling at the same time. Now I venture forth as this world's Indiana Jones/Tomb Raider/Unknown Arab Merchant from Aladdin. Strictly HiE.
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