Amanu

Amanu, many strange faces in the bar, but either they seem engaged in their own discussions, or they seem unsociable in nature at the very least. Tables are taken, and you have to sit at the bar to eat. Your musket gets strange looks, but you are told to put it against the wall, and they point. There is already a strange-looking polearm with many metal projections sitting against the wall.

Do you comply? Meanwhile, you will overhear and see the below...

Minh

A man comes over to mystified woman serving you. "What seems to be the issue?" he asks her.

"Husband, this .... person .... refuses to pay in proper coin. He wants to barter with salt."

The man gives Minh a hard stare. "How much salt? as I am sure my options are either just let it go ... and I don't get paid; or, I call for the constable ... and I still don't get paid, even if you spend the night in luxury."

Minh?