"understandable, and we apologize for any inconvenience."

((I'm sorry for this poor roll,  a three with advantage sucks))

Trinjya realizes that Hgru is not interested in their offer and tries a diffrent approach, she will ask if Hgru would accept to be paid in coin.

my contribution still stands. would the rest fill the pot?

((In the interest of not having hiring negotiations stall the game beyond people's interest, Hgru expresses interest in a new lantern, herbalism kit, healer's kit and/or coin. She's not asking for all of those things, but an offer of some of them would get her interest in working for you.))

Sirq steps forward, presenting his offering of the healer's kit he has stowed in his backpack. "It's what little I can give," Sirq adds in broken Marsh dialect, "but I'm sure we can make it work."

(Persuasion: 12)

Horatio will add 8 silver to the pot, grimacing as his purse grow lighter, but eager to move on to greater things.

She looks over the healer's kit, "Hmmm.... thisn'll wurkafin. N'iffn yez findjany lootle Ahmgyden, cutz meen ferazhare?"

"a fair deal. how may we seal it, and do you wish for it to be binding?"

Hgru dips her hand in the water and extends it to Samael.

Morn watches this exchange curiously, making notes in his book as he watches. An interesting culture, and one to be explored more perhaps, he thinks to himself.

Samael instinctively mirrors Hgru, dipping his hand into the water and shaking her proffered hand.

Hgru seems satisfied, and lets the others know she's going with you, they wish her well, and breakfast wraps up shortly thereafter. 

"It's another half day til as far as I can take  you, I'll put in there, and Jogum's folks will meet us there. You lot can head off, we'll do some trading and rest up until you get back... any idea how long that'll be?", Clem asks as you get underway, Jogum and Hgru riding on the boat while the other marshfolk disappear into the vegetation, presumably to let others from their community know that Clem'll be arriving at the meeting spot by mid day.

"it depends on if, where and when we find our fellow."

"Right... but when are you going to give up on him... and sorta by extension.... when should I give up on you? You're paying me to wait, remember, which I'm happy to do, but I was figuring you were talking a day or two, not weeks..."

"We shouldn't be long now - I noticed something along the way - a dry path, not too far from here. There are signs on it that was recently traveled, I believe by our man. Let's check it out as soon as convenient."

"yes. we should check there first."

Morn scratches his chin at Clem's query as to how long he should wait for them. It WAS a good question. "I'd hate to keep a fellow businessman from the possibility of more money. Especially out here on the marshes. No, I don't think waiting weeks is reasonable at all. Perhaps just two days? We wished to travel out here in a hurry, but if necessity dictates, I'm sure we can find our way home. Thank you again for your help, Clem." Morn nods as he gives his thanks.

"Yes, I echo what these folks here have said," Sirq nods his head. "We should not take too long. Thank you for everything, Clem, and I hope to see you around sometime again."

"Sounds good, me'n the boys'll wait here a bit, and hopefully see you in a couple days."

The boat approaches a group of marshfolk waiting along the bank, and forearm greetings are exchanged. The boat puts in, and you are free to disembark with your guide.