Berid followed along with the group into the Pathfinders building, but the back and forth haggling seemed to be too much for his brain just then. He just stood passively, leaning on his bow, eyes glazing slightly while staring at the two merchants, lips moving wordlessly, as he slowly processed the goings on around him.
Finally, his eyes come back in focus, and he blurts out, Berid Rubani, from Promotor. No next of kin.
While Akemi tries to pull the two scholars merchants apart, Berid stops leaning on his bow and moves next to Axejack. Quietly, he says, I definitely don't have the gold to cover either the map or the book. And - as we both know - there isn't really a government in Promotor to send this to. So, as long as you and I have a contract, I'm fine with us working from the same set of documents. Besides... we both know I'm the better scout.