Ye seem alright, #. But what guarantee do I have?
Aye, I'd rather lose a potential trade than lose me hands to the guards for trading with a Gondorian.
Are ye really a friend of Umbar, #? I can't tell yet.
I'll sell ye the wares them Corsairs bring back if I can't use them.
I'd rather hold out a while before I be selling ye anything.
I ain't about to sell me steel to anyone ain't working towards the end of Gondor.
I ain't the easy-tricked type, #. I need me proof before I trade with ye.
Ye don't smell of fish yet. Doesn't seem like yer a fellow of Umbar to me.
We've been fighting off Adûnâim for generations. Ain't going to risk selling weapons to one!
Aye, just like Barûphel, me scimitars are a beauty. But they ain't marrying a nobody, are they?
Me hammer don't work for them land-rats, does it?