Sign me up!

You decide that you may as well sign up. It's not like you have much on you to lose anyway, just the cloths off your back, your backpack and a few other things things you brought with you. "Even those things will be replaced" you remind yourself. "Very well." You agree "I'm in, sign me up."

She chirps her laughter again. "No, no, you sign you up. Here we are." She produces a paper and quill for you to sign, which you do. "Very good, very good. Now You'll simply stand behind the curtain, and remain there with the other salespersons for the rest of the day. You must stay till days end, no backing out!" She insists "Otherwise, I get to keep everything." You frown. You hadn't intended to throw away the whole day, especially when you hardly have anything to sell at all. Still, she promised that you may like some of the swaps, and if nothing else you'll surely get to see some interesting swaps.

She leads you back around behind the curtain and slips two silver bracelets over your wrists then clasps two more around your ankles. "This helps with the swaps and pricing," she beams her smile and before you can protest slaps a thin silver square chained collar around your neck. "and this makes sure you'll never want to turn down a swap, unless it's below the amount, and this," she clips a small tag with an un-recognizable glyph on it to your collar, "makes sure you follow the customers requests so they can see your wares." She chirps again. "She begins to mark prices on a paper diagram that looks worryingly like a male silhouette. "Here we are, here we are," She hands you the paper. You feel a tingle in your collar, and a static shock down your back. "Now remember, you can barter all that you wish, but if you turn down a swap that's above this amount, the customer keeps the original and the purchase is 75% off for the customer! namely, your 75%, I keep my slice!" She smiles as you turn to the other "salespeople" and you suddenly realize the wares that are being swapped!

"Hold on a moment, this isn't quite what I agreed to." She cocks her head and her large eyes inspect you deviously before she responds. "Ohh no, this is exactly what you agreed to!" She holds up the paper, "Mister...John Penham. Now Shush, the sale is about to begin!"She ducks back to the other side of the curtain, leaving you on a small podium, like all the others. "Wait just a minute!" You shout uselessly. Your voice is lost in the sea of murmurs on the other side of the curtain.