The curator flashed him a beaming smile, and despite his eyes being covered, Charon had the sense that he was looking him over.
"The oddities of Oliver's Oddities are not purchased through monetary means, but rather through favors. A contract accompanies each acquisition, backed with the full faith and trust of the High Elders. Breach of contract often results in extreme punishment, so take care not to violate the terms."
Charon's forehead creased.
"You don't take any kind of money at all?"
Oliver shook his head, reaffirming his statements.
'I've never seen a system like this. I don't have any credits right now, so this could be the method I need. The mask does seem interesting.'
"What kind of contract would you want, then?"
The man turned and walked across the shop, wrapping his arms around his back and flexing his fingers in a "come here" motion, prompting Charon to follow.
