"Then it possesses potential." Old Drake stroked his sparse beard: "Here at The Moon's Fork, anything novel and delicious will always find a foothold. However..." He paused for a moment, his aged eyes peering straight into Ewan: "Doing business here requires more than just premium goods, young lad. You must know how to select your partners, and know how to steer clear of those you should never cross."
Ewan sensed the conversation steering exactly where he wanted it to go. He lifted his teacup, took a tiny sip, and then skillfully guided the topic: "You speak the truth, sir. We are currently researching the merchants in the sector. Yesterday, we met an individual named Karis Percy, we were wondering if you might be acquainted with him?"
