It's an accent Gabranth may have in the Drabwurld, in passing at least, but it isn't one he can presently place. More than the accent, though, it's the smile that puts a knit in Gabranth's brow.

"Very well," he says, replacing his coin pouch before any opportunistic kedan can get their hands on it. "I've yet to acquaint myself with many others, but I suppose I can do naught but take you at your word."