Rotag looms slightly over the Piglin, a few gold bars in his hands, "Finally found one of you. Look, I need to trade ok? You got any meat or coal on you?? I'm starving here and the Hoglins have all left this area. I know that isn't something you guys usually carry but I'm kinda desperate." He eagerly holds out the gold.
Entelo: as long as you can pay, i got it all














