spoke with him earlier in my visit, he seemed insulted that I wanted to use money to trade - would meet them at the crossroads to do business. The leaders of the two parties are to each carry a bonemold shield to confirm their identity.
I gave her all the Roobrush and the tiny package of the green lichen I had, and walked with Zaba to the crossroads so she could decide the spot where they will trade - under a large, sprawling tree on the small hill in the acute angle between the main trail and the path to Zainab. Most of my description of Zainab life above comes from her graciously fielding my questions during the hike.
I arrived back in Tel Vos in the early afternoon, and spoke with Turedus and then Aryon, the latter of which is a much different person than I expected. Firstly, he is younger than me, and secondly, he speaks with a kindness and curiosity that seems wildly out of place for somebody with the title of "The Mage-Lord, Master Aryon" - which, coincidentally, he did not introduce himself as. What I did expect is that his station has produced in him an immensely skewed understanding of wealth: to reward my service, he gave me the most impressive set of armor I have ever seen, likely worth more septims than I have ever owned if I were to find a way to sell it in the first