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Rastian had gotten himself comfortable upon the sled and sat cross legged as Gyuri tugged them along. He watched as each creature was thrown into the baskets behind them and shuffled curiously over to 'examine' them. These were some very nice furs! Ooo, the thought of being able to work with these, it was exciting! But he knew that he couldn't trade just anything for these beauties! Didn't he have anything of value in his satchel, besides crystals and wood?

"These will make excellent furs!" He said, already digging through his satchel. "What do you think would be a fair trade for three of them? I have some crystals and wood, maybe some thread... Hmm..."

As Rastian started to talk about the furs, as well as how excellent they were, he couldn't help but to give a bit of a smile. He was proud of the fact that what he'd found was of such good quality that a merchant might be interested. To think that there were even better, not to mention bigger, ones at home he thought to himself. He would have to bring Rastian to see them when he arrived for certain, wanting him to get a look at all of the furs so that he could get the ones that he wanted the most when it came to trading for them. Of course as he as he started to ask about a fair price, talking about what he had to trade, Gyrui had no idea how to respond. What was a fair price? His father usually did all of the haggling, it wasn't something that he was good at himself since he didn't really talk that often. His father was more then certain that if Gyuri was left to set the prices he would get walked all over because he was too quiet and too nice.

As he struggled to come up with an answer he heard the question posed to him by Viveka, one that made him wonder if he seemed that dangerous and suspicious. He turned to look over his shoulder, a slightly hurt look on his face, before looking ahead once more, "Home. More furs are there." He said at last, feeling that if he let them know where they were going and why then both of them would be happy, right?

It didn't take long before their home came into view, a modest little place with a couple of out buildings nearby. One of them was where the skins dried, the other was where the various skins which were ready for the market were stored. He pulled the sled over to the first of the buildings, unstrapping himself from it, then turned to look at the pair that he'd brought back with them. Now what? He seemed to be debating on just that when his father came out of the door, "Gyuri! What did I tell you about picking up random things while you were out?" The man said in a teasing manner, shaking his head at his son before he turned to look at the two strangers, giving them both a once over, trying to figure out what they were doing out in the snow fields where the traps had been set out. Surely not theives, they looked to respectable for that, so what they were up to he had no idea.

Gyuri motioned to Rastian, "Merchant." He murmured quietly, the single word causing his father's face to alight.

"A merchant, are you? Wonderful! I was have a great amount of furs that I was going to be taking to the market, if you want first crack at them though it can be arranged." He merely figured this one to be a savvy sort of merchant who had sought him out before market day, not something that bothered him in the least since he would get better prices that way.

Gyrui watched for a moment before he scooped up the baskets that held the fresh catches in them, carrying them over to where his mother was waiting at the door, handing them over to the Shifter woman who was in charge of dealing with the initial preparations since she made good use of the meat. She patted him on the arm, giving him a smile, "You keep your new friends company and make sure your father doesn't swindle them, you know how he can be." She said with a soft giggle, then headed into the house. Giving a smile Gyuri walked over to rejoin the group, to keep an eye on things at his mother's request.

Viveka shrunk back as Gyuri gave him a hurt look. Aw, he made him sad! All Gyuri wanted to do was take them back to his village so Rastian could look at some furs, he wasn't trying to hurt them at all! What a mean thing to assume! He shook his head, ashamed of how his own fear could make him so doubtful of perfectly nice people. He would have to make up for it somehow!

While Rastian chatted with Gyuri's father, Viveka turned his attention to Gyuri. He sighed and stared sheepishly up at him, before bowing his head.
"I'm sorry if I was rude," He explained. "I... I've just... Never seen someone like you before..." He paused, squeaking. "Not that you're bad or upsetting or unsettling or... I'm just not a very social person outside of Rastian and my boyfriend, Natsu!" His cheeks flushed bright red and he gazed to the side. "I understand if you find me silly or deranged, I'm not always in the right frame of mind..."

"A blessing of the Goddess, you say?" Rastian remarked as he was lead to where the skins were located. He had to taper back a chuckle at the thought of him being a blessing. If anything, Gyuri and his family were the blessings, not him. Olive toned eyes seemed to glisten as Gyuri's father opened the door to the building and made a beeline for a particular fur at the front. It was Mammu, no doubt, in a lovely lavender shade, which brought a smile to his face. He loved cooler colors like blue or purple, they reminded him of Zena. He walked forward and motioned to it, smiling.

"I'm very interested in this particular piece, what would you be willing to trade for it?" He asked. "I know that I've got quite a few valuable crystals from Jauhar, some useful sting and twine for tailoring, and an assortment of dyes for various things. Anything else I would need to dig in my satchels for, if I have it."

The older man gave a smile and a nod, "Of course! I was just saying earlier that the storage shed was starting to get a little packed and there are new skins coming in quite often. I need to lighten my stores a bit and you appear. Lucky I would say." The man said, allowing Rastian to explore at his leisure, smiling when he found the Mammu hide, "Nice one, isn't it? They can be a pain at times to get in such good condition and done in one piece like that. Takes a discerning eye to see the value in such a thing." He smiled at the potential buyer, hoping that he would get a good offer for it. While it was a nice, rare piece it was also massive and took up a bit too much room for his liking. So long as the offer was a good one he would be more then happy to roll it up and hand it off to someone else to take care of.

The man listed to the offer, seeming to be thinking on it for a moment before he gave a smile, "The crystals and the dyes, I am most interested in those. Allow me to see them?" He said, knowing the dyes would be quite useful when it came to dying the skins various colors, knowing full well that some loved it when the skins were dyed various colors, children and women especially. Those would be very useful to his business, as for the crystals, well those were for his wife, she often spoke of missing home and some crystals straight from Jauhar where she came from would help to ease that homesickness.

Gyuri starred at Viveka, listening as he chatted, but said nothing. He was a talkative one for sure, but it was nice, it filled the silence that he normally lived with. He was happy to listen to the chatter of the pretty Ice Tribesman for as long as he wanted to stick around. After a moment he realized that he was supposed to answer and he gave a slow nod of his head in the affirmative. He had in fact heard of the Alkidike, though he'd never seen one or met one of them, "Just in stories." He said finally, it wasn't as though they came out this far, at least not that he was aware of. He would like to see one of them perhaps, he heard that they were quite large, that he might even be shorter then one of them, something he found great interest in since he seemed to tower over everyone else that he'd ever met. Meeting someone taller then he was would be nice... though given that they were all women he was still likely to be wider then the lot of them, huh?

Sure, Viveka was talkative, but only because he felt insecure. He still wasn't quite sure if he had insulted Gyuri or not, and the fact that the other man wasn't talking as much as he was caused him to feel even more nervous. The little ice man's face was a light with blush, unbeknownst to himself, and his head was in a tizzy. The only think he could think to do was chatter on and on about whatever popped into his mind, and his mind could go to some pretty interesting places if allowed.

"Oh, stories?" He squeaked. "I've got some interesting ones about ghosts! My mother's a ghost, you know! She likes to wander around in a small statue she made when she was alive, and she always scares me! Funny right...?"

Rastian observed Gyuri's father and smiled as he picked what he would like. It was the sort of calm smile that made you feel he was content, as if he were simply pleased to be interacting like this, in a pleasant exchange between two businessmen. This was something he lived for, and it was one of the only times he felt truly upbeat.

"I'll take you up on that deal, my friend." He said, nodding. "Would you happen to have any oddly colored Roati fur or, simply put, in blue or purple?"

The older man seemed to consider Rastian's question for a moment before nodding, starting deeper into the storage shed, digging around a moment before he found what he was looking for, "Something like this?" He asked, laying it out before Rastian. It wasn't completely blue, instead the fur was white, but the tips of the hair were a nice, dark blue, which made the hide quite pretty, "Does this one suit your needs?" He asked, hoping that it was the sort of thing that Rastian would take long with the other, bigger hide, in exchange for the various dyes and crystals that he wanted. It would be wonderful, to bring such nice things inside to his wife.

Gyuri starred for a moment at Viveka before giving a slight shrug of his shoulders, not really having a whole lot to say, not really. Still, he should probably say something, huh? He felt that his quietness might be making Viveka uncomfortable. That was the very last thing that he wanted to do... he'd much prefer that the two of them get along instead. After taking a deep breath, as though preparing himself, he said, "I don't mind. Talk all you wish, I will listen." Augh, so many words, it was dizzying... he hoped that Viveka took the lead and set to talking and telling more stories until his friend was done trading with his father, not sure he could do that many more sentences that way.

It wasn't that he had a problem with Viveka, just the opposite, he seemed really nice, if a bit timid, and quite lovely. He was probably the sort that anyone would be more then happy to chat with. It was just a shame he was so terrible at chatting with others he thought to himself.