
In saying that, he moves to his office to get a quill, ink and some paper. There's a bit of pause, or dramatic flourish there; at first you think it is as if he's waiting for your permission to proceed, but with his next words, you realize he's more likely basking in his own power and what he can provide to you at a flick of his wrist.
"My family run the mines and the local smithy, so you should be able to use this document for your purchases at the Smithy too. And of course, it could come in handy in a few other social situations too if you're smart about its use. Open doors, make people bend to your intent, that sort of thing."



