"I see. Well... welcome to being Bound, then, I guess." He shakes his head a bit, but he still smiles. "I hope the Bar treats you well while you're here."

Then he nods. "They know the local trades, I imagine. Although from what I understand, Sparta eventually becomes everybody's absolute least favorite trading partner, at least for a little while. One of their leaders gets some whacko ideas about currency and yanks all the gold out of circulation, which makes trading with them just a pain in the neck, to put it mildly."